My Sun Journal blog editor must be ripping his hair out.  I haven’t written a blog post since April.

Whoopsie!

It’s not that I haven’t traveled anywhere.  It’s just that I haven’t traveled ALONE.

The Lady Alone Traveler has a chauffeur.

Like an anachronism or something from an old black and white Bette Davis movie, I have a gentleman friend we’ll call “Handy” who loves to drive.  Sometimes, when he’s got a little free time I jangle my keys in front of him and ask “will you drive me to the dry cleaners?”  Or “got a minute to trot me up to Food City?”

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