Left and Write

It's about 5:30pm on Wednesday and it suddenly hits me.....today is the first Wednesday of the month....and that means it's time for another Insecure Writer's Support Group post.
(runs around, arms flailing, before regaining composure)
Ahem....

This past weekend, my wife and I did something we've been talking about doing for over two years.
We went camping.
For her it was an "adventure" and reminded her, a lot, of her days in the Army. For me, it was a good opportunity to test out some of the things we've had for an emergency (hurricane) and see how they do under practical conditions....

This morning, like just about every other morning, I was shopping at Sam's Club. I lend a hand at my wife and her sister's business, which entails....ironically enough....picking up supplies. It's ironic because I, pretty much, hate shopping. If I could...

Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play....
O.k, maybe not...
Anyway, on this day, 47 years ago, I came into this world a bouncing bundle of huge cranium, fat cheeks, and small feet.