My brain seems to be doing it’s imitation of a pin ball today, bouncing from one thing to another, so bear with me if I can’t seem to hold a thought for long. I got home yesterday and found this: a pink yarmulke. I wonder if our pack is trying to send me a message. …(Read More)
Happy Friday everybody. I really appreciate those of you who stuck it out with me on Terrible Thursday. I never did determine exactly just what vile thing had crawled up my wazoo to account for somewhat less than Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm demeanor yesterday; you might remember however, I had my suspicions. For the most …(Read More)
Monday I came down with a bug. I thought I was just really tired after working so hard on Saturday. However after Doug got home Monday night I checked with a thermometer just to be sure- 101.5. Evelyn says that my body had just had enough and said “You’re going to take the day off”. …(Read More)
I think that most women consider a massage a true luxury- a luxury that most of us cannot afford these days. You lay down and tell the masseuse exactly what you want- and they do it. They have magic hands-not too hard, not too soft, just right. It’s a wonderful thing where you can go …(Read More)
