Original I. Me? No, I.
And now, for your viewing pleasure, the original I. I think it looks a little better with some love and acrylics.
And now, for your viewing pleasure, the original I. I think it looks a little better with some love and acrylics.
Last night was the coming out party for our I. She was beaten and tattered, abandoned in our back shop. Unable to care for her, we had to give her up in September. After a few days on Craigslist, drawing out the crazies, we were contacted by Tiffany, a Spokane artist. Tiffany planned on painting [...]
The season, barely begun, has unofficially ended. Fall is here, in fog and rain and a heavy coat of grey. The pool, infrequently used, is leaf-blown and much too cold to swim in. In a normal summer, if there is such a thing, we open in mid-May and close in mid-September. Our last good swim [...]
Honestly, do we really need more snow? It is snowing again today, big fat flakes falling fast. White wet and, um, crap, whining? No, winging down to the ground in a flurried hurry. Yes, more snow. This weekend we spent our yet-to-arrive stimulus package on support for our daughter’s school. No, it is not a [...]
The great thing about pets is that I’ve already spent my rebate check (or, if you want to be honest and use the Republican phrase for this sort of thing, my tax and spend check). Yay, me! What a brilliant idea. Bush has managed to destroy a once-thriving economy with a combination of pointless wars [...]
Yay! Warm toes! Not only am I wearing socks, but I finally put the outlet cover and insulator on the outlet under my desk. Sure, I had to install new sockets in the outlet because I misplaced the insulators of the old type, but it is done now and I only stabbed myself in the [...]
So, we finally got Alpo, er, Rein. It turns out that for an Arabian, the bloodwork was fine. He’s not happy being here, but tough. Hopefully he’ll settle down and realize we don’t plan on eating him.
Time is flying by these days. It seems like only ten years or so that my daughter looked like this . . .
Time – he’s waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me, boy … Did I really wear that much denim on a regular basis? It would seem so. And on a completely different note, the snows came. Then the rains came, and the snow was gone. For a [...]