Ghost Dog Attack (?!)

Don't worry, I didn't set a dog attack up so I could capitalize on its trauma by blogging about it. Honest. Allow me to paint a picture for you: It was a cold, rainy morning when I stepped out of the apartment with Miles, my Jacked Russell. Aside from the pitter-patter of the rain, all … Continue reading Ghost Dog Attack (?!)

Snow Day

I didn't go to work yesterday. Oh, I wanted to, for sure. However, I wasn't really in the mood to take a rear-wheel drive truck out onto snow-and-ice-covered roads with the hope that I wouldn't skid off the road or that someone wouldn't slam into me. I love North Carolina, but I know better than … Continue reading Snow Day