A CONTROL FREAK WITH MS 

In every mundane activity there is a kernel of the extraordinary.

Sometimes I blog about bad stuff. I’m a pretty happy camper at the moment so I’m writing about that instead.

I made it out to the Walking Trail again on Sunday (June 27) afternoon.

I just returned from a roll around the backyard. I know what you’re thinking. No, I did not get stuck and yes, I stayed on the sidewalk.

It finally happened. Just now, outside, off the beaten track. I got myself royally stuck.

This is a collection of little “thought-lets” and observations I made that don’t quite merit a post of their own.

I’m strangely at a loss for words. I feel like I should be blogging about something, but I can’t seem to settle on a topic.