The Ghost of Thanksgivings Past
By past, I mostly mean I wanted to get pumped up for the game this evening. After all, that’s what Thanksgiving is really about, right? Football. Ki...
Category: memories
Where Were You?
Mr. Gray and I took a quick trip to the coast with friends this weekend. We had a blast! I’m just particular enough about not getting sand on stuff that I...
It’s Been a Long Time
Early Sunday afternoon, I got a text message that appeared to be from one of the college girls who sometimes watches Baby Gray. When I opened the message, thoug...
The House that Built Me
I lived in the same town, in the same house all my life. It wasn’t until I went to college that I moved for the first time. Granted, I came home almost ev...