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Thoughts while waiting and a minor rant
My great nephew, who is the joy of my life and has been since the day he first drew breath, is graduating from college tomorrow. He’s getting an award today so I’m waiting for the live stream to start. I’ll … Continue reading
How do you define “Cluster***k?”
Today was not Monday but it should have been. We got up to the phone ringing – my brother in law had taken his car in for inspection and it needed a ball joint. I think I need a few … Continue reading
well, I didn’t have a heart attack
Maverick decided to break his lead this morning. We have like 5000 feet of snow out there and he’s off and running in the woods. I can get through the woods on a good day, but with all this snow, … Continue reading
Dear Jebus, Maverick
*My friend’s little girl, all of 3 years old, prays to “Dear Jebus” and we think it’s adorable. Dogs are creatures of routine. There is no dog more a creature of habit than mine. We get up, jump on Mommah, … Continue reading
How can you mend a broken hand?
So yesterday, while meandering along on our second walk, I stopped paying attention to my feet and managed to step off the sidewalk, turn my foot weird and fall on my ass. Or my hand. And my hip. A very … Continue reading
Maverick insists
that I share this It’s his Daddeee’s favorite
We have a tree in the house!
For the past two years, because of the Tiny Terror, we’ve had a small artificial Christmas tree. I bought that little tree the year my mom died, only because my great nephew, who was two years old at the time, … Continue reading
Liver, no onions
When I was a kid, my parents would occasionally get pig’s liver and cook it with onions. Those were the nights I ate a peanut butter sandwich for dinner. My mother wasn’t one of those, “you’ll eat what I cook” … Continue reading
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Home is where the Bear is
A week away doesn’t seem that long when you say it. It’s just seven days, eight days, seven nights, who’s counting? You plan and plan and make lists and agendas and then you pack and pack way too much – … Continue reading
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Grading grading grading
It’s the last day of this brutal seven week mini-mester (not my term, I think it’s stupid) and I’m so grateful to have gotten through it, I may need a few adult beverages later. I assigned a group project to … Continue reading