#Flashback Friday
I recently ( thanks, Jemima Pett! ) stumbled on the Flashback Friday blog hop run by Michael G D'Agostino , and couldn't help thinking it would be a great help during the summer when I'm often on the road--or the trail--and can't post in the usual way. This is one of those weeks, plus Chuck didn't give us a prompt this week, so I've crawled around in the archives and hauled up and old story. A little dusting off, and here we go. From 11/31/2013: The Cat Did It Now, I’m not saying the cat was plotting to kill me. But. It started with football practice. I’m not really supposed to be there anyway, since no one thinks a girl should play football. Mom says nobody should play football, and she was only letting me play as long as it was flag football. That gave me one more year. After that, the only options were to convince her I could play tackle ball or quit. Maybe I could find a rugby team. Bet Mom would love that! But at practice last week,...