I hope the neighbors move out soon. They don’t appreciate my humor. One of my wackadoodle, completely useless talents is the ability to rhyme. And sing. My family is astonishingly tolerant of my bursting into song about whatever occurs to me, usually sung to a show tune or a hymn. Frequently ribald, sometimes just rude, other … Continue reading Testing the CBD
You know when you thought it would be soooo awesome to pourJello in the pool and bounce around on it? Yeaaaaah. No, we don’t have a pool at this vacation cabin in Yosemite, but this place we’re renting has a mattress that’s a remarkable approximation. Except it’s not a pool, it’s the size of a … Continue reading Remembering the Jello
Go, you big fierce cousin of the lions. Go annihilate that vile gopher. And all his relatives. Chase them so they never darken our street again.
Traveling with my mom is a hoot.
My mother should be locked up. Granny to all who aren’t born within 20 or years of her, she’s tiny - 4’10” and skinny as all hell (yes, I know her weight but I’m not stupid, y’know…) so when she drinks, bless her, well… she’s a cheap date. Which is not to say she’s got … Continue reading I Can’t Take Them Anywhere…
MaeMae is essentially in her teenage years and she’s a PITA. Our crèche is looking a wee bit bald where she’s chewed the moss off the roof. Shooting her with water is becoming less effective. She also tries to torture/play with the hound, who, at almost 14, is mostly deaf, largely blind and gets confused … Continue reading Cat on a Thin Tight Leash
Training a cat to leash walk is not easy, the little bastards are not at all grateful and the constraints are problematic in other ways as well. Our front lawn resembles London after the blitz, courtesy of a damn gopher, who appears to be a friend of the hound. The gopher makes periodic appearances in … Continue reading The Bombed Out Lawn
I gotta say, attending a service in a church with a spectacular pipe organ and NO MUSIC is like being offered a frosting-less cupcake when there's a bowl of amazing looking icing sitting RIGHT THERE. Pleeeeeeeease may I have some? NO! Christ Church is a gorgeous old (1870) church - okay, gorgeous on the inside, … Continue reading Avoiding a Swim in the Chalice
So my cousins, aunt and I were driving in Sussex in 2014 and of course the English have roundabouts freakin' everywhere. Big ones, little ones, round and round you go. In Dorking (I love that name - DORKing) there's a roundabout with a statue of a 7' fowl in full plumage. Robert, at the wheel, … Continue reading Decorating Giant Silver Chickens
Well, it’s Sunday and I’m on the road again. Time to find another temporary Episcopal home for the morning. Beloved and I had been discussing it, and she found one “Believe Out Loud” congregation – meeting at 5:30pm. Eck. Sunday evenings… not so much, thanks. As a kid I went to the 8:30 service and … Continue reading Ice Skating During Eucharist
Examining Misadventures 