I‘m crabby! I‘m crabby! I‘m crabby! I guess that should be expected because I live in Maryland. And Maryland is famous, at least among us Marylanders, for Blue Crabs.
USELESS FACT ALERT: Maryland and Louisiana are the only two states with a with a State Crustacean. Maryland‘s is the Blue Crab and Louisiana’s is the Crawdad. And by the way isn’t it rather weird to have a State Crustacean.
Late last night I finished reading The Dogs of Babel by Carolyn Parkhurst. Lord that book is incredible. It is well written, powerful and thought provoking. I enjoyed it immensely, except for a few parts about cruel amateur scientists. I couldn’t put the book down and stayed up reading until I finished it at 2:00 a.m. The book hit me so hard I still couldn’t sleep for another hour or so. Carolyn writes eloquently about love and loss. So powerfully that now that I am finished I am crabby, crabby, crabby. I’m crabby because it is a reminder that there are no guarantees in life. No one can promise me that I will never lose any of the people I love most in the world. No one can promise that there won’t be accidents, that people won’t change, that life won’t hurt.
Wouldn’t you think I could find something a little closer to home to worry about.
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