My fretter

I ran my fretter up to 60 mph along with my Subaru this a.m. while driving to Des Moines. I tried to listen to a book, but I needed to think - so I put on my Mary Chapin Carpenter CD, followed by Bob Seger. Good artists to fret by.

I was fretting about my baby boy driving his elderly little car (a 1997 Saturn S2) across Iowa. That's a bad stretch of Interstate 80 - there are a lot of wrecks. That's a little car with not a lot of airbags and safety equipment. I am worried about my baby.

Hmmm what else did I fret about? My brain juices were certainly flowing. A parent's right to fret is not to be denied. I recently joined a Facebook group called something like - "if you hurt my daughter, know that I know how to hide a body."