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Planners and plans
About a month ago, with the grand idea of getting totally organized about this puppy training thing, I bought a planner just to record our progress and our failures, to write down what worked and what didn’t. I started out … Continue reading
Another year older, another year wiser, another year gone
It was not the best of years. There were too many losses and not enough victories. My best friends lost parents, had spouses diagnosed with strange illnesses, had surgeries. One is still dealing with a medical issue that has been … Continue reading
A sparkle of light in a pile of darkness
It’s been a long, sad, week. The backstory – my sister and I haven’t spoken in several years. A lot of stuff went on when my mother died, a lot of lies were told, a lot of lies were believed … Continue reading
Melancholy
I miss Christmas. I miss spending time looking for the perfect present – hoping it was perfect, anyway – and the look of joy when someone opened a package and delighted that I knew what to get for them. My … Continue reading
Oh Little One, must you scare the Mommah?
Maverick and I went to visit our favorite doctor today – he has a “something” on his foot and Mommah worries. I thought it was a tick but it’s not going away, he’s licking and it’s red and it looks … Continue reading
Judged
I’ve thought about this all day. I shouldn’t have let it bother me, but it keeps coming back to me. Thousands of people marching across a border is not a caravan, it’s an invasion. I don’t invite strangers into my … Continue reading
Leashes, walks, and other fun stuff
I learned several things this past week. First, don’t try to walk the puppy when you’re pissed off. I was not pissed at the puppy, I was just pissed and took a walk to not be pissed. Saturdays are days … Continue reading
Colds and blahs
I don’t like Fall. Yeah, yeah, yeah, pumpkin spice I like pumpkin pie. Mostly I like pumpkin pie because I really like whipped cream. I make a pie for Thanksgiving and eat one slice, send the rest home with my … Continue reading
What if it was your father?
What if someone went to the media and said that your father molested them 40 years ago? Would you automatically believe the “survivor?” If there was no evidence, not a single person who could corroborate the accusation, would you still … Continue reading
I want to start a blog
That tells about the times Mom loses her shit and then feels bad about it. So today, after a great deal of exercise and stimulation, Maverick decided to run away from me and totally forget that he actually does know … Continue reading