For perhaps the first time evah in my life I’ve made enough money to qualify for a house. An actual, real house, one with walls, roof and doors, in a decent part of town. Now part of that miracle is sadly due to a massive housing collapse. Houses that were going for $200K and up…
Puppy Love
Our canine Houdini was plunked on his haunches just a few paces away from the door, his butt planted patiently in my regular parking space, waiting for me.
Catatonia Becomes Her
I shoulda known it. Brag about getting off easy with a cold and it is guaranteed to come back and bite you in the ass. Consider my ass bitten. Gnawed on, even, for good measure. Obviously I’m still very much alive and scuffling along. In fact, the snifflies are on their way out, though I’m…
Fresh Princess of Bel Aire
Well okay, this isn’t exactly Bel Aire, and my granddaughter isn’t a rapper. She is in fact a very soft-spoken, polite to extremes, adorable six-year-old. G snapped a few bazillion photos of her, of which (hopefully) a few will be making their way to my blog in the near future. She went home this afternoon,…
O’dark Thirty and All Is Sniffly
It really is too early to be awake, but here I am. I actually woke about 4:30 this morning, thanks to this little niggling thing called breathing. Or more accurately, the lack thereof. While this holiday was in many ways wonderful, my darling husband and daughter shared one thing with me I could have done…