Locked Out
As the saying goes, the path to hell is paved with good intentions. Ok, so being locked out of your house in the middle of a winter night when you are afraid of the dark isn’t exactly hell but…
Misadventures and musings of an American girl getting lost and found in Finland – eating blueberries & drinking coffee usually at her cottage in the woods.
As the saying goes, the path to hell is paved with good intentions. Ok, so being locked out of your house in the middle of a winter night when you are afraid of the dark isn’t exactly hell but…
As I stood there counting, a horror film scene played out on the back of my eyelids: when I looked through the outhouse window, a pair of eyes were looking right back at me… I probably would have pooped my pants if I weren’t already poopless.