This is what happened… Mister and I were in the rumpus room, with the World Cup on the telly. I thought I heard something hit the pool’s water, through the open door, but didn’t get up to…
Renegade Vidalia Onion
My love of the short-seasoned Vidalia Onion means 10-pound bags of the beauties in the trunk of my car. I picked up a bag a few days ago, and I’m happier for it. Anyhoo, I’ve noticed –…
Go Kings Go!
I don’t know what’s happened to me. The other night Mister got home to find me watching hockey. Alone. As in – no one else was here, so I didn’t have to watch hockey. Maybe it’s the…
“Hogwerts”
I barely got the above photo before the light changed. And I feel bad about it, as it definitely required my hands. What can I tell you? I’m a rebel. (I am so not a rebel, but whatevs.)…
D-Squared T-Squared Week 22
No news. Seriously. This one is slow-going. Just because. I think it’s schedules more than anything. As in, Mister and I are both responsible for participating in this painting’s completion, and that means active participation. From 2…
Homecoming
I read a fabulous piece in the LA Times (link is here) about professional pallbearers. More common in the American South, it’s a relatively new sight here in the California South. The article delves into the lives…
Clean Teeth, Then What?
Yesterday I got my teeth cleaned, which I loved, loved, loved! I nearly fell asleep in the dentist’s chair, y’all. I’m ever-so-slightly tweaked that way. Anyhoo, after I left the dentist’s office and was walking around, I…