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Taking a Break

I’d really like to say it’s not you, that it’s me. But that’s not even true – I think it is you. At first, things were great – we’d get together every week, I did my part, and you told me what I wanted to hear. Gosh, how I enjoyed […]

Old Houses and Motorcycles

Remember when we were kids, and our parents were soooooo oooooooold? I couldn’t IMAGINE even being as old as thirty! And my grandparents? Forget about it! I mean, they were in their sixties (I guess), and it was like they already had one foot in the grave and the other […]

Morning Run Amok

I am convinced this dog is trying to kill me. Have you heard of the remedial running program called “Couch to 5K”?  Basically the idea is that, even though you’re fat and out of shape, you can start slowly and gradually work your way up, and in a couple of […]

Social Hypochondriac

Did you ever meet someone who sort of collects people?  They can talk to anyone, and everyone’s their best friend. I’m not like that. I think of myself more as a social hypochondriac.  I never know if I’m saying or doing the right thing, and I frequently second-guess myself. Sit […]

He wants it NOW!

When we went to meet our Great Dane, Thor, he was in foster care; that is, he had “three hots and a cot” while awaiting his “forever home.”   He’d integrated well with the resident pack – and one can only assume when you’re caring for SEVEN Great Danes, if the […]

Nest of Dragons

I love to listen to podcasts – I love being able to plug into a source of information or entertainment pretty much on demand.  The possibilities are endless – and available in 10- to 60-minute increments. One of my favorite podcasts is called Freakonomics (where the hosts explore “the hidden […]

Work Uniform

A while back, I heard the suggestion to “simplify your life” by dressing in a “uniform.”  Not an official uniform, of course – I’d look pretty silly walking into the office in an actual uniform, wouldn’t I?  No, what was meant, or at least the way I took it, was […]

Please Don’t Eat the . . . Yarn?

This dog is going to drive me to drink. Husband sent me a text message when he got home from work: “Dog was sick.” Dandy. We know he’s a delicate flower, and he has occasionally had tummy troubles, especially when he’s hungry.  I thought we’d gotten it all sorted out […]