May you have as much action as you can handle
and as much peace as you need to feel balanced.

Or at least rested.

Try this

If not for the gustatory, then for the literary.

I wonder, with a slight chill up my spine, if The Chief's had this. Betcha he has. With ripe tomatoes from the garden.

(((shudder)))

It's nenimo's birthday today ( Read more... )

My sister is campaigning to call 2010, Twenty X.

Those of you struggling with how to pronounce the upcoming year, I offer it to you as a solution.

20-X yo!

Also, Happy new year, all!

The mudroom-residing really big puppy's name is Riley. And he's on his way home just in time that the 7 year old girl who owns him never needs to know about his shenanigans while she was at school. Apparently, grandma let him out to accompany little girl to the schoolbus, and as soon as she got on, he darted. So grandma's been beside herself about ( Read more... )

On my way home from the Chiropractor this morning, just before I turned onto my road, there was a puppy (albeit a really big puppy) frolicking in the ditch, then over the street to the other ditch, then back to the first ditch. Hmm... Not cool. It looked like there was a tag on his collar, but when I (and another neighbour) caught him, it wasn't a ( Read more... )

You know when you're at that place where you think "I'll give it one more day. Tomorrow, something good will happen to make me change my mind". And you give it tomorrows, and tomorrows and tomorrows, and nothing happens that makes you think that yesterday's decision was the wrong one? But you still don't say the decision out loud, hoping for a ( Read more... )

I can tell that vacation is nigh because I'm having those weird "I can't navigate my hotel" dreams. Because the floors of the hotel are not in order, or because one wing has different numbers than another wing, or something crazy like that. Sometimes, the hotel masks itself as my university dormitory (but the *dream dorm* not the real one. ( Read more... )

So, Mike gets into his funks where he *says* there's nothing wrong, and then he grumbles and sulks around for a week. He ignores me, he won't speak unless spoken to. Which pisses me off, of course, becuase then he'll say "What's the matter with *you ( Read more... )

Some good stuff ( Read more... )