Well, here we are in sunny and tropical Salt Lake City, Utah. (I'm kidding, of course ( Read more... )

So yesterday the sitter calls me at work, which usually only happens because Sam is violently ill and I need to go get him. But this time that's not it ( Read more... )

Charlie has an even louder snore than my hubby.

I think there must be such a thing as the Sleep-In Law. Your ability to sleep in on a given weekend will be diminished by half times each man who lives in the house. For example... Charlie is snoring. Hubby is snoring. And Sam not only is snoring, but he also managed to nudge me out of the bed by ( Read more... )

I mentioned this briefly in Skype last weekend, but I'm only just now getting around to telling the story here.

Hubby, Sam and I came home from a short drive Saturday to find an intruder in our carport. At first, Hubby thought it was a chipmunk, but I said, no -- that's a baby rabbit -- the smallest one I'd ever seen.

Now, most of you who are ( Read more... )