We leave Sunday for our annual camping trip. The name of the campground we go to is called Grover Hot Springs, but we just refer to this trip as Markleeville. Markleeville is the little town just outside the campground. It’s about 30 miles south of Lake Tahoe, and it really isn’t much more than a […]
Happy Campers.
Great. Now I need to brush up on my Pig-Latin.
Driving in the car last night, with Conner and Grant in the back seat…. Conner and I were having a discussion and I needed to say the word “sex” which I decided to spell, since I did not want Grant to hear the word. Big mistake. “What’s S – E – X?” Smooth move, Ex-Lax. […]
An good friend will help you move. A great friend will help you move a body.
My best girlfriend is Eva. We met each other in junior high school and grew closer with every passing year. We’ve probably been friends now for about 27 or 28 years. Yikes! We were good friends in junior high, but we didn’t get to that “best friends” place until we were in high school. We […]
Entrepreneurial spirit.
Scene: Conner’s bedroom. Grant is holding a stack of Conner’s books and some old magazines. Grant: “Conner, do you want these books? Can I have some?” Conner: “I want these ones, but you can have the rest. What are you going to do with all of those.” Grant: “Why, sell them of course.” (The “duh” […]
A simple thing.
I have been more and more crafty lately. (In a good way…) With Doctor’s orders to slow down, and dump some of the perfectionism/responsibility that I heap onto my own plate, taking the time to be creative has been therapeutic for me. And for our budget. I needed a little something to go over the […]
Ooooh. Ahhhhh. Fourth of July musings.
HH really wants to see a big fireworks show and be as close to it as possible. I am not a big fan of crowds (not that he is either) but we will have to find a happy medium. I am also not a fan of traffic, so I hope it is close by. We’ve […]
Barkley Bad Dog: life with a quirky Dalmatian.
In March of 1996, my former husband decided we needed a dog. A puppy, specifically. Actually, he said Devin needed a dog….. “A boy needs a dog. A boy needs a dog.” Devin was 3 and a half and I was pregnant with Conner. I love puppy breath and I love those sharp little puppy […]
The stars at night…
Handsome Hubby was on the computer visiting one of his favorite sites, Google Earth. HH: “Hey, did you know there is a Grant, California?” Me: “No.” Grant: “I wish there was a Grant, Texas….” (big sigh) What the?
What would you do for a Klondike Bar?
Devin, my oldest son, is 16 years old. He’ll be 17 in August. He’s handsome, he’s smart, he’s funny, he’s sweet. But… He acts first and then asks questions later. He forgets his stuff all the time. He doesn’t use his head in social situations. He just plain ‘ole doesn’t use his head sometimes…. Yesterday […]
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