Stuck in the Middle East With You
Despite my better judgment, which rears its ugly head from time to time, I have returned from my well-deserved vacation in Telluride. I didn’t realize what a tragic mistake I had made coming back until I stepped out of my car into 107-degree weather when we should be ringing in the season of sensible cardigans. As you know I’m not prone to the dramatic but I did throw myself onto the driveway and cry out WHY DO I LIVE IN THIS GODFORSAKEN WASTELAND?? . . .