Reality Bites

One of the things we had to do upon admitting Andrew into the hospital this week was sign a bunch of consent forms. They were the usual “Permission to Treat,” “Permission to Wake Him Up in the Middle of the Night Out of a Deep and Necessary Sleep for No Good Reason Whatsoever,” and “Permission…

Bzzzzzzzz

There was a bee on my driver’s side window this morning Ian noticed it first. I thought it odd, a bee milling about on a rainy day and assumed it would fly away once I opened my car door. But there it was, stubborn and refusing to budge   I though it would get the…