It’s poetry month. I’m getting a late start. Don’t try to make sense of my poem. I’m not sure what it means myself. Perhaps an indication of how tired I am. I meant no harmI said to the windBlue jays cussedAs if to disagreeI’m searching for somethingMaybe identity, peace, a road mapWhat was and isIntertwined It’s…
Thanks so much to Roxanne at Champion of My Heart for sending the Kong Squeaker (durable teething formula no less) for Latte to seek out and attempt to destroy. The toy looked pretty big for the little one but Latte loves it. Unfortunately, so does Java. She looks pretty darn dejected having to settle for…
Wrestle Mania continues at the Rose household. Ya kind of gotta wonder about the new addition. Is she cute? Or is she scary? Or is she just plain weird? Maybe all of the above. Java, Latte, and I have been taking our recent walks in the woods behind the nearby library. I had the idea…
Thanks for all the birthday wishes! As part of my birthday celebration, I saw a show called “Wits” put on by MPR on Friday night. The performers included comedian Patton Oswalt and musician Grant Lee Phillips (who performed with REM and Pearl Jam, but is best known to me as Stars Hollows Troubadour on Gilmore…
About a month ago, I decided I would take today and tomorrow off as a birthday mini-vacation and retreat. You know, contemplate the meaning of life and figure out what I want to do with what’s left of said life. Plus I wanted to write and do some other fun stuff. Then I got a…
When I saw my neighbor plowing the end of his driveway with his heavy duty snowblower and he looked like this: I knew it did not bode well for me with my itty, bitty snowblower. And I was right. The snow was so wet, it was like trying to push your blower through a slushy….
