Everyone warned us “Don’t go to Mexico!” Friends and family could barely contain their hysteria. “The gangs! The drugs!” They screamed, clutching their chests in paranoia! “The beaches! The margaritas!” I answered them as I packed my bags. It had been seven years since I had crossed the border at San Ysidro. The running joke, …
Month: July 2016
I voyaged to my home town this morning to deliver some Sriracha Turkey Meatballs to my parents. My dad had rotator cuff surgery two days ago, so that completely explains why went I went over to my parents house this week he was raking the driveway with his good arm. My boyfriend thinks that I’m …
There was a rustling outside my tent. It was ungodly dark outside. If I was not completely blind without my bottlecap glasses then all I would be able to see would be stars in the black night sky outside of my tent. I heard a rustling in the underbrush and I did kind of wonder …