It's the age old saga for women, finding a pair of jeans that both look good and fit well. This saga ranks second only to trying to find bras. Trust me men, I speak the truth.

The story begins about a year ago, when on the recommendation of rednikki, I went to Lane Bryant and tried out the Seven jeans. Best jeans I had ever worn. They look great on me ( Read more... )

Theoretically, I am supposed to get my car back today from the body shop. I say "theoretically" because it has taken a week longer to fix than they thought it would. To their credit, the body shop has called me almost daily with updates. It's supposed to be ready to pick up today ( Read more... )

I'm having a crazy thought ( Read more... )

I'm going to steal a theme from waysofseeing, but remember, plagarism is the highest form of flattery ( Read more... )

In the past week ( Read more... )

Many of you will recall everything my poor spouse has been through with his computers in the past few months. With the exception of the case, I swear both have been rebuilt -- new chips, motherboards, etc ( Read more... )

For those of you haven't seen my husband's blog, Cherry is home and making progress. He can go down stairs, but not up; we carried him upstairs to sleep in our room last night, but he decided about an hour later that he really wanted to sleep on his big dog bed in the living room. Because of the stair issue, we're having to take him out on leash ( Read more... )

An update to my husband's previous entry about our dog Cherry. I went over to meet with the orthopedic surgeon who will operating on Cherry tomorrow. I also got to visit with Cherry for about 45 minutes.

Both waysofseeing and I have noticed that the house is just way too quiet without Cherry. We all miss him; our other greyhound Amy has been looking for ( Read more... )

How to tell it's fall in the Bubbles-Ways household: when the alarm clock goes off at 6:30, it takes the hounds longer to get out of bed than the humans.

Would anyone like to take credit for leaving that dog toy on my doormat yesterday?

Seriously, I got up this morning and opened the front door, and there was a dog toy sitting on my doormat.

It's been a surreal week. Not bad, just weird.