India: 459, Ledbetters: 3 But oh how sweet those three points are! Last week felt like drowning. Before I put last week into words though, I need some distance between me and those soul-punching days which kept me trying to come up for air in a crowded, dirty, noisy country. For now, I want to focus on what happened over the weekend, because even though we didn’t deserve it, the […]
“Very nice sights,” Driver said again. Then he said about twenty-five other words with such a thick accent we couldn’t understand. He pointed to various spots on a map he’d unfolded. “I drive round, show.” Benson looked over at me. “You wanna drive around for a little bit?” I was still so shaken from crossing the street I just said, “Okay.” Benson nodded to Driver. “Okay, we’ll drive around for […]
I guess this is what we get for that one time we kidnapped those children in Florida. We had one goal: Buy groceries. In Mumbai, India. I had already located a food store online. Eventually, I’d love to feel all hip purchasing my mangoes in an open air market where I have to haggle down the rupees prices, but it was only day 2. We needed easy. We hired a […]
I got some big ol’ news, folks. The Ledbetters are packing up and shipping out to… Are you ready? India. We’re moving to India for a year. Now please excuse me while I go laugh/cry/whoop/pray/call my cousin and hyperventilate/do a happy dance. Because that’s what I’ve been doing for the past month as this news has sunk in. This whole thing started when Benson came home one day and told […]
Benson has the flu. The real flu. Not the fake crap some people get and claim it’s the flu. He’s currently laid up in bed with a crazy fever and our brown tabby, Funzer, curled up next to him. Speaking of things that are painful… When I was ten years old, my fifth-grade teacher, Mrs. Black, announced to the class that we would be celebrating Grandparents’ Day. Family would be […]
There’s this guy named Jesse who cuts the grass at the steel shop down the street from my house. He always shouts good morning and then very deliberately looks Cowboy and Chief in the eyes and says, “And good morning to your dogs!” Earlier today as I approached the shop, Jesse waved a folded-up packet of papers over his head. When I got close enough, he left his mower and […]
About a year ago I wrote about being in an odd place, which, looking back, was sorta maybe a more jovial way of describing a mild depression. My cat had died, my book writing work was finished and my elbow pain had yanked any glee from my psyche. And then, something crazy happened, y’all. I should back up. Several years ago, I wrote about (here and here) a new-ish struggle […]
Remember when I wrote a book and the site selling it went kaput and it was really embarrassing and terrible and I felt like I’d wasted two years of my life working on a project that I couldn’t figure out how to get to the masses? Well, do I have some news for you! But first, let me say that this may be one of those posts where three weeks […]
Ever since that dude stopped me on the side of the road and blamed me for the crisis at the border and hinted that I’d be better off in a pine box, I’ve been keeping a sharp eye out on my morning walks. Here are things I’ve seen: A necktie A water bottle filled with pee A German short hair rolling in a mud puddle A lady and her son […]
First of all, on my walk this morning this man stopped me on the street and asked, “What do you think about what’s happening at the border?” We were right beside where a new neighborhood is going to be built and for a split second I thought he meant the border to the neighborhood. Then I realized he meant the Mexican border. I looked around for a while and knew […]
