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Category Archives: Love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5-rdr0qhWk http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TsPh-EgH65M&NR=1 All week this song has been stuck in my head and occasionally belted out for all the bottles of shampoo in the shower to hear. May it get stuck in your head for a while, too.
The large fourteen-year old is a creature of habit, or something like that. Three halloweens ago I bought him a long black leather jacket at a thrift store to top off his pirate costume. It’s a woman’s coat (don’t tell him), … Continue reading
Huge picture of a small dog. They call him “Spec”, his official name is “The Inspector”. He has a sister. They’re Pomeranians with bad haircuts. I hung out with Spec and his sister this past weekend. %%%%%%%%%#############************@@@@@@@@@ This week I … Continue reading
Walking along the warm sunny path by the creek, ducks with their butts in the air scooping goodies from down below, it occurred to me that I had to do something. A huge chunk of you, yes you, my blog-friends, are suffering … Continue reading
If you’re a member of my generation you needn’t watch the video. The good news: No more endless driving. My fish will no longer be lonely and hungry on the weekends. More time to ride my bike. More time to … Continue reading
A message to you, dear readers, from me, via my mother: We have a small, living-in-a-bucket, Blue Spruce, courtesy of Marty, the retired tree farmer boyfriend. Little Blue Spruce relaxes in the shade of the backyard when he’s not hard … Continue reading