Wisdom and whimsy in moderate doses
It’s kind of an accomplishment. And not just because Bear tried to help. Then she lost interest until the shiny ornaments came out. (We’re kind of alike in that way.) I didn’t do the whole tree thing last year. It just seemed like a lot of work. But this year I was inspired by a… Continue reading The Christmas tree is up
Text message conversation of the week: Kevin: I woke up at 9 a.m. to breakfast cooking. Ate, then went back to sleep till now. Yay for vacations! Me: I woke up at 10 to Bear being obnoxious. Went back to bed until now when she wants to snuggle. Or steal my soul. Could go either… Continue reading It’s true — cats can steal your soul
I spent the weekend at my mother’s. Which means I spent two nights fighting two Rottweilers for space in a small bed. Lucky for me, Valerie and Missy like to snuggle (although not with each other). Unlucky for me, they’re each about 65 pounds of snoring, kicking, farting, spoiled dog. It was nice to get… Continue reading Let sleeping dogs snore
Cooler weather means two things: It’s time to make a pot of chili (done) and get crafty. I crochet. Or I used to; I haven’t made anything for a few years. I’ve already finished a blanket I started a couple of years ago, and started another. It’s something of a family tradition, I suppose, although… Continue reading Step away from the yarn
Dear Bearcat, Your habit of sleeping through the day when I’m at work, and then waking me up every 30 to 45 minutes throughout the night is not working. For me, I mean. It makes me have very strange nightmares about people stealing concrete. (It was an experimental concrete of some sort, and had been… Continue reading A letter to my cat