Curling up with words and cats

As child no. 2 has committed the destruction of her first snow tire and put my Corolla temporarily out of commission, I may well be driving my husband's giganteous black truck when you read this post. Soon I shall be out on another kid-ferrying trip, off to the Albany airport, where I hope in my borrowed mightiness and awe-evoking shininess that I do not bump into the mere cars and various lesser