Everyone has an Uncle Bob, right? That’s the trope. Good ol’ Uncle Bob. I have two. Well, technically, I only ever had one, but I don’t really know him. He’s on my father’s side of the family and their a lot less close than the folk…
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Teenaged Puppy
Meet Venna Albert. She is just about six months old. She has been spayed, she is about 95% house-trained, she usually sits on command, and she is a whiny teenaged puppy going through her rebellious stage. Oh yeah. She hit imaginary puberty and she hit it…
Their Sacrifice
Today is Memorial Day (observed) here in the good ol’ US of A. I come from a family full of military service. My husband was in the army, until he blew out his knees – oops. My father was in the Navy and served during Viet Nam. Two of…
Modest
I have been thinking a lot about Daddy these past couple of days, as is customary around the anniversary of his birth and his death, and about how much I miss him. How much I wish he were here to meet his precious little grandson, Malakai, and both of…
Happy Birfday!
Zum Geburtstag, Nubby/Sweet Tangerine/Ushi/Josie! Happy Birthday, indeed. Today, in about 3 hours and 21 minutes, PST, I turn 33. Thirty-three years old. Whoa. Where has time gone? We haven’t got big, exciting plans. I think Mark’s lovely mother, Linda, is going to puppy-sit…
The Crapital City
I have turned into a little old lady. I used to have LOVE driving, back home in Washington. Not only did I love the winding back roads, the open highways, the twisty hills and mountain passes, but I didn’t even mind the traffic. Many a day…
Lazy Day
Ever had a lazy brain day? One of those days where you’ve got a million things to do, to think about, to plan, to clean, to consider… and yet all you want to do it curl up in a corner and sleep? Not out of depression – but just…
May Day!
Happy May Day! …or, as it was around our neighborhood when we were small, Happy Hang-a-Paper-Basket-Filled-With-Flowers-On-A-Neighbor’s-Doorknob Day! Ding dong ditch – only without the flaming poop! I remember doing it several years, as a kid. Making paper flowers, or stealing real ones, and stapling construction paper into various baskets…
One Year
Every day is a miracle. It is a blessing. One year ago today, I nearly lost the love of my life. I could write about the long night we spent, tossing and turning because he was obviously sick and in pain, but had…
Venna, sit!
“Venna, sit. Good girl!” “Venna, down. Venna, down. Doooooown. Venna, do- Good girl.” Down, she hasn’t quite mastered. Sit, she’s got down fairly well, as long as I have her full attention. I think the biggest challenge for training this little fuzzy, floppy,…