The further on the edge, the hotter the intensity.

My parents were supposed to be visiting this week. They made it as far as Dallas Friday night before a confluence of events wreaked havoc with those plans. Thunderstorms, diverted flights, planes without crews to fly them. And then, the coup de grace: cancelled flights. They ended up sleeping on the floor of the airport, … Continue reading The further on the edge, the hotter the intensity.

I Will Not Think of Buddy Holly

Love makes you do crazy things. Case in point: last night I booked airline reservations. I'll be flying into Vegas on Christmas day to spend eight days with Tara. Big deal, you say? Trust me...it's HUGE. When my sister-in-law, Esther, saw the post announcing this on Tara's Facebook wall, she wrote: "WAIT!! Did you say … Continue reading I Will Not Think of Buddy Holly