Our dog hates everyone. Or so it seems. He barks at everything – other dogs, humans, birds, plastic bags, you name it. Dare to approach and Jack will warn you away in no uncertain terms. Most people just smile when he does this – after all, he’s little and cute and literally doesn’t seem like… Read More Please Don’t Judge Our Dog
When I lived in NY, spring was a time for cleaning. We’d exchange the heavy winter drapes for light, airy, summer curtains. Windows would be freshly washed and thrown open at the slightest hint of warmth. We’d watch for seasonal sales on flowers and vegetables and rejoice over the first crocus poking its way through… Read More Seasons – a Perspective
I don’t know why birthdays freak me out so much. In reality, I’ve been growing steadily older day by day. Perhaps it’s the celebration of that fact that I object to. Like so many older folks, I’ve taken to saying “oh I don’t celebrate birthdays anymore”. As if by denying the festivities, I can deny… Read More Birthday Cards
Good intentions; they say the road to Hell is paved with them and that may be true. Hopefully, I’ll never find out. What I do know is a lot of good intentions are lost every day. For example, I intended to write more this year. That intention got lost somewhere in the minutiae of everyday… Read More Good Intentions
It dawned on me, that I haven’t written in quite some time. I get busy with emails and social media updates and somehow the day is done before I even get a chance to think about writing. So my writing brain is rusty. I sit here, staring at a blank screen, my fingers poised over… Read More Get Off Your [Noun] and Write!
My husband hates pumpkin pie. So it goes without saying, I never buy a whole pumpkin pie. After all, it’s just the two of us. And life’s treats are best when they can be shared with someone you love. I don’t mind. There are plenty of other pies to choose from, flavors we both love.… Read More Pumpkin Pie Love
Throwback Thursday – 3 weeks ago this evening, I was settling in for an unexpected overnight stay at the hospital. When Rick and I left, I didn’t know I’d be admitted, so I didn’t tell Jack I’d be gone long. I told him the usual as we put him in his kennel, “I’ll be back in… Read More “Familiarity Breeds Content”
