We grow old cats in our house. Until recently, we had 3 geriatric cats in the house. Rosalyn died within the past couple of years at the age of 20. (For the life of me, I can’t pinpoint which month or year of her death.) Stinky is 17 years old. Inky was 15. We lost Inky almost 4 weeks ago. I use the word “lost” purposely. While Erik and I were loading the truck for…
Grabbed my camera this evening when I caught sight of this lighting effect in our kitchen. Isn’t it amazing how sunlight can transform the most tragically messy kitchen sink?
During my walk with Doggle Woggle this afternoon, I snapped some pictures. It’s quite a treat trying to get a steady shot while a 70 pound dog is bounding around on the end of a leash. It’s almost impossible to get said Doggle to stand still long enough to get a pic of him. I managed to get three good photos of him. While I enjoyed taking photos of Doggle and other things during our…
I’m having a day off from the world, doing whatever strikes my fancy without working through a To Do list. While the freedom of this is heavenly, it’s not always easy to decide how to spend my time without a list. (Ah, the life of an adult!) First I wrote a list of all the things that I find relaxing, mostly as a reminder to myself when I get stressed out, not as things I…
My co-worker and I have a thing for crazy socks. Whenever there is a gift-giving occasion coming up, I start scouting the sock aisles, looking for something wacky that she might like. We’re both Gen Xers who were in high school during the 1980s, so when I saw some tube socks for sale at the local Walmart, I knew I had to get her some. And then I got myself some. And some more, and…