We had our first snow storm of the season on Saturday. Java appeared to be oblivious, shoving her nose into the snow and trying to find familiar smells. She managed to find her bone and settled down for a chew break. I went to meet up with the Midwest Skijoring group but once again, I…
An uneventful Valentine’s Day, which was part of the problem. A tough day not to think about lost love.“Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye old friendI can’t make you stayI can’t spend another ten yearsWishing you would anywayHow the sky turns to fire against a telephone wireAnd even I’m getting tired of useless desires” Java and I went…
The affirmation “I am lovable.” doesn’t mean much if no one loves you. Gotta love Valentine’s Day… Skijoring Update Java and I went skijoring on Sunday and there were about five other people with dogs there, which may explain why I fell four times, but only twice on my bad shoulder. Java and I did…
I took a mental health day today. Besides, I knew snow was coming and it would have been awful trying to get to work today. Java and I went back to the park where we had gone for the skijoring clinics last weekend, and not a soul was there. Makes sense since it was still…
“That some good can be derived from every event is a better proposition than that everything happens for the best, which it assuredly does not.” — James K. FeiblemanI’m watching a movie “Home for Christmas” about a woman that’s living the good life until her husband decides to boot her to the curb and get…
Verlyn Klinkenborg writes a column for the New York Times. In the piece that appeared last week, he wrote about the wind in a way I thought many of you could relate to: “By evening, even the horses were weary. They had been blown about all day as though they weighed a few ounces instead…
