Okay. So I’m old. There are three technical-type things I am seeing everywhere and yes – I admit it – I don’t know what they are or how to use them. Will someone please explain: @whatever – What does it mean, how do you use it? #somethingelse – Ditto. Meme – What is it? I have friends even older than I am referring to memes … Continue reading Help, help me @Rhonda!
Okay, am I the only one out there who sings to and dances with her dogs? I think not. I may be, however, one of the few people goofy enough to write about it in a blog. Here’s how it started. I was drinking my coffee, reading Facebook posts, when I came across one from Patti S. who is currently basking in the sun, sea, … Continue reading Dancing with dogs
As a writer and lover of books, I’m so conflicted about technology and how we read books now. When I first got an e-reader, the Canadian Kobo brand, I vowed I’d only use it to read books when I travel. As a compulsive reader, when I knew I’d be spending many hours in planes and airports, I would pack three or four books to see … Continue reading Paper or plastic?
A couple weeks ago my mother and I decided to visit the charming shops on Bridge Street in Ashtabula Harbor, Ohio. As soon as we walked into the Lift Bridge Landing General Store, an attractive display of jams and jellies by Gatherings caught my eye. The hot pepper jams and jellies drew me like a magnet. Each label had a little “heat index” on the … Continue reading Sweet times in Ashtabula Harbor
And this is what they were thinking. No walk yesterday because I was busy, then I was too lazy. No walk yet today because it’s been raining. Okay, okay. So we just went for a walk. Boys are napping. Thought balloon now says, “Mom doesn’t suck after all. Zzzzzz . . . “ Continue reading I can read their minds . . .
Do you have a dog? Have you noticed how they are such incredibly light sleepers? Right now Mick Jagger and Little Richard are curled up together, seemingly sound asleep in the comfy chair by my desk. I turn slightly to peek at them because Mick is snoring to beat the band, and the snoring stops. Immediately. Just because I moved a little and looked at … Continue reading Sleep doggies, sleep
Okay, so my favorite show is “House Hunters International.” One of my favorites, anyway. I DVR every episode in Europe and while I thought I’d seen them all by now, I was thrilled to my toes to discover one in Paris that I’d missed. Yay! An American woman working as an attorney in Paris decided to stop renting and buy an apartment in the heart … Continue reading Crazy about color
When I asked Little Richard’s foster mother if she saw any possible problems that could arise having two male dogs in the house, she chuckled and said,” Oh, no! They’ve both been neutered. They don’t know WHAT they are.” Made sense to me. Kind of. Well, I’m here to tell you that two neutered male dogs may not be especially interested in sex, but they … Continue reading When it comes to male dogs, mark my words
Well, it’s started. Mick Jagger the Rock Star Dachshund is heading into his teen years and as a budding rocker, we had our first incident this morning with drugs. As I was opening my bottle of Zoloft, the bottle slipped from my hand and little blue pills rained down on the kitchen floor. Expecting a treat (of a different kind?), Mick dashed over to help … Continue reading Life with a rock star
I shouldn’t be one to call the kettle black, being a chunky gal myself. But I feel compelled to offer further proof that Matthew on “Downton Abbey” is, indeed, putting on a little sympathetic baby weight . . . and Mary isn’t even pregnant yet. For the uninitiated, “Downton Abbey” is simply the single most important series currently on television, with the possible exception of … Continue reading Downton Abbey inspires sound advice on sex
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