May 25
I don’t want to say that my house is a burial ground for Home Improvement projects, because it’s not.
It’s more like a tomb.
Which is to say is that my house is chock full of DIY mummies, preserved just as they were when they gasped their last.
Why is that?
So when I got home yesterday, there was an ENORMOUS snake stretched out across my driveway.
Well…there was a snake, anyway.
Despite having lived basically in the woods for over 13 years, this is the first snake I’ve seen near the house (about 50 feet away). And that’s okay by me. Continue Reading…
May 18
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All Are Welcome!
Earlier this week, I had the delight of spending a couple of days with my niece, who is three (“my Mom says almost four”) years old. I would have posted this sooner, but I needed a full day to recover.
It started off great! I picked her up from daycare and she was excited to see me. Excited! Oh, how wonderful it is to be an Aunt. She chattered all the way to the car. Yep, this is great. Still chattering. Isn’t she cute? Just chattering away like a cute little blonde headed electronic monkey. This is sure nice. Of course it is! I mean, I don’t get to spend time with her very often. Not quality one-on-one time. Just the two of us. Alone. With no one else to intervene…um…interfere. Chatter, chatter, chatter. Continue Reading…
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