Announcer’s Voice:When last we heard from our heroine…. Wowsers – it HAS been a long time since I’ve blogged. (Does anyone even blog anymore?). Since the last time y’all heard from me – so very much has happened. I’m not sure where to start. Frankly,…
Even after all of these years – Little Miss Josi, my rescue baby, still doesn’t have a firm grasp on the concept of “doing her business outside”. Generally (actually, always) that’s MY fault – for either not getting her outside soon enough or leaving her…
Much as I hadn’t anticipated making a store run on Black Friday – I found myself dangerously low on ink and opted to make a dash to the local office supply store. Fortunately, they weren’t overly crowded, but there was just enough of a line…
So. I haven’t been tweeting much these days (in case you haven’t noticed). Here’s the deal, tweeps. I did some thinking. Came to some much needed conclusions. You see, I have already proved that I can condemn like nobody’s business. You all know that I…
So. Yesterday, August 26th, should have been my 23rd wedding anniversary. When we first married, I truly believed that he and I were going to grow ridiculously old together. You know – like those doddering cute old couples you see oh so slowly walking through…
August. Here in Colorado, the deep azure blue of May, June and July has been replaced by a lighter, softer blue – as if to prepare the world for cooler weather in the weeks and months to come. As I was out in the yard…
A while back, I posted a happy little FaceBook status about meeting up with friends who had been “out of pocket” for a while and the lovely lunch I had with the couple. That, coupled with the recent spate of posts and tweets I’ve seen…
A friend of mine is on the second leg of his Camino de Santiago. The Camino de Santiago (the Way of St. James) is a large network of ancient pilgrim routes stretching hundreds and hundreds of miles across Europe and coming together at the tomb…
As I’m continuing the long process of rearranging – my home, my future, my life, I’m coming across stacks of things that have been not buried as much as put out of sight. One of those stacks was dozens and dozens of 5 x 8…
For my husband, and for what should have been your birthday this year. My first time remembering your birthday without you. Wow. There is so much that I miss. To be sure, I don’t miss the fear in your eyes. I don’t miss the tears that…