They Say There Was an Earthquake…

…but I sure didn’t feel it. Becky kept saying, “It’s still going,” while I stood in the entryway of our house, my hands on opposite walls to feel for the alleged tremor. Nothing. Nothing at all.

The Night Before Easter…

…is always moving around the calendar. This year it’s in April and Becky and I went to dinner with my mom this afternoon because tomorrow it’s will be way too much of a hassle to go to a restaurant.

Dinner was tasty.