If you have one of these hats, I apologize in advance for any offense to your sense of fun, style or Christmas spirit by this post. This hat came into my possession recently and unexpectedly as a gift for my H to wear during the holidays. In addition to its...
She was at the 30 and… … to the 40 to the 50 to the 40 to the 30 to 20. I’m faking it – I really don’t know anything about football, but I do know that I was on a football field yesterday afternoon. Ok, fine. I...
My freezer, which once held the bounties of nature and pre-packaged delights, has forever changed. No longer is it a place to freely inspect, to gleefully rummage or to speculate about its hidden wonders. Where once I moved confidently and boldly in this frozen...
My husband is teaching Gracie to fly from the perch to his gauntlet. He fed her a little mouse for breakfast, which she quickly Houdini’d and I was able to catch on film. This is the first chance I’ve had to take some candid photos of her in the daytime....
Last night, Gracie flew from a perch on the floor, to my H’s gloved hand – almost 17 feet. Great progress! He gets up bright and early each morning to spend time with her, again at lunch and late into the evening. It’s exciting to start to see the...
