If midsummer is the dog days, spring must be the puppy days, right? Summertime in this part of the world truly defines the original meaning of the dog days – languishing in the heat to the point of stagnation. This time of year, on the other hand, is busy to the point of being frantic….
Arch Nouveau
I’m retiring from the overtime scene, and good riddance. Looks like the new job scenario is workin’ out, which hopefully makes my life MUCH easier. G’s substantially happier, too! The guys – my cousin E and of course G – are going to be working a yard sale tomorrow. For some reason they both are…
Protected: Workin’ It
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Tumbleweed Drive
Living in the boonies is both blessing and curse. I have a LOOOOOOOONG commute every day – more than 40 miles one-way. And the reason I do it is that when I come home it’s sheer heaven. We live in a beautiful home, in a quiet neighborhood, and in general life is peaceful. If you…
Shoot Me
Today I am on vacation. An actual vacation, one day, not taking off because I’m sick or have a doctor’s appointment or whatever. It feels glorious. The weekend overtime’s also on short-term hiatus. I’ve been working Sundays for the past several weeks, and will pick up again in a bit, but this weekend? It’s all…