This is one of those days that I wanted to do something with my left-handed series, but didn't have any real thought in mind. Sometimes this works for me, sometimes it doesn't. I don't think it worked today...at least not for me. I temper my own criticism since I often have people who respond strongly to pieces I don't really like.
I'm getting ready for a little getaway to New York and look forward to a lot of art museum time in addition to hanging with an old friend. JuWanda and I have known each other since college. We played basketball together and have managed to stay in contact through the years. She's the kind of friend that offered to come stay with me after my surgery if I needed help. No doubt, Alton, her husband didn't hear that since it would mean he was alone with two little ones under the age of 3. Regardless she is family. Robert Frost defined home as the place that when you go there they have to take you in. JuWanda and I are home to one another.