“You Think You Know Me…”

About an hour after posting my last blog, I came back to WordPress for some reason or other and something caught my eye. When I sign in, I see an analytics dashboard showing how many views you’ve had, comments, likes, etc. One of the fun little features is a map showing from which countries your blog has been viewed. This is what caught my eye on that fateful day. Continue reading ““You Think You Know Me…””

A Year of Reading

Just about a year ago, I wrote a post about taking on a reading challenge for 2017 in an attempt to boost my somewhat waning reading habits.  Now that nearly a year has passed, I’m quite satisfied with my overall results.

Over the better part of a year, I managed to read a total of 26 books (granted, some were plays/screenplays, but I’m counting them!)  Although I haven’t checked off each of the categories in the original list, I did manage to cross off a number of them.

For anyone interested, here’s what I read in 2017: Continue reading “A Year of Reading”

Road Trip Diary Part 3: There and Back Again

Goodbye Oklahoma
Goodbye Oklahoma. Thanks for the hospitality!

After leaving Bartlesville, OK, we began our journey back to the homestead.  The drive home is always bittersweet – you’re sad to see your trip coming to an end, but happy to be heading back to the comforts of home.  Day one of the return trip saw us do the only backtracking of the entire trip.  We followed the same route from Bartlesville until close to St. Louis, where we bypassed the city and headed towards Louisville, KY  The rest of the entire trip found us following entirely different routes, which was very nice.

The most striking memory that I have of this day was somewhere on the road that morning.  I can’t recall if we were still in Oklahoma or had crossed into Missouri, but we came to an overpass with a person standing on it.  As we approached, I realized it wasn’t someone walking across, but just standing there.  The closer we got, the clearer the image – a large, bushy-bearded middle-aged man dressed in what you’d expect someone like that to be wearing (just use your imagination… you’re probably right).  And in his hand was a large confederate flag.  He was just standing there holding the flag over the highway beneath him.  Very odd.  Very southern.

Continue reading “Road Trip Diary Part 3: There and Back Again”