On my way to the mailbox Saturday, I noticed that our asphalt street had actually softened from oven-worthy temperatures. "Balmy" 100-plus degree weather continues. Although there were a few sprinkles this afternoon, we are in desperate need of a cool-down supplemented by a few days of steady rain.
Fortunately, braving the heat turned out to be time well spent. The July issue of Sasee waited for me. I couldn't wait to open it because my true essay, "Fried Chicken and Angel Food Cake" appeared inside. The story is important to me because it's about the most significant event that my mother and I ever experienced together.
Sasee is a truly lovely publication, and one I believe any woman would enjoy reading. You can get a feel for Sasee (and read my story!) on the Sasee website. Sasee sells subscriptions if you'd like to indulge yourself by receiving the hard copy. From what I've seen, it's worth it. If you decide to visit the website, I'd love it if you could read my story and leave a comment under it to let me know what you think.
Meanwhile, Bogey is in my lap with his tail slapping my cheek while Indy gazes at me in a most pitiful way. Translation:
"If food isn't provided immediately, we will both starve before you can type another word."
Do I have two Drama King critters, or what?
