Category: Blogging

  • Stumbling into the house, weighed down by five overloaded grocery bags to avoid a second trip uphill to my car, and sweating from the heat of this Texas summer, all I could think about was breaking into one of the Healthy Choice Greek Frozen Yogurts buried in one of the bags.  You've probably guessed this…

  •     1. Max can still run…when he's motivated.  Can you see the deer standing in the middle of the road? What about the big grin on his face, laughing at the silly puppies who think they can catch him?  (Me, either, but I'm sure he is!) 2. Real Estate License Adventure Countdown: 5 classes…

  • We've been on a rollercoaster ride with my parents the past two days…my sister, Brenda, on the front lines with them, dealing with EMS and emergency rooms…me on the receiving end of texts and phone updates from her.   It started yesterday, when Daddy apparently had a mini-stroke. The sweet! of it is he made…

  • 1. I've captured Belle leaping three days in a row now. All I had to do was write about how I kept getting distracted at the last minute, and BOOM! now I stay focused. It took about fifty years, but I've finally figured out how to manipulate myself. How do you trick, er, train yourself?…

  •     I'm home from my first real estate class. I don't count the one Tom and I took when I was pregnant with our firstborn. That was almost thirty years ago…and to be honest, it just didn't click with me at the time…maybe because I was pregnant, attending class after working a twelve-hour shift.…

  • Belle and Max dashed off in the direction of a dry pond this morning on our walk, triggering a loud commotion as a mama wild turkey flew for the safety of a tree on the other end, squawking the whole way. Half a dozen small turkey-ettes followed her…squeaking, more than squawking. Of course, it could…

  •    1.   Do any of you still have your landlines? I've been so tempted to cancel ours…but then I remember the agonizing two months we lived without it when we first moved into this house in the country, and how our cell phones only worked outside, up the hill a little bit. How I…

  • Friday my mother thought Daddy was having a stroke. She's seen enough of them to recognize the symptoms in him. He wouldn't let her call an ambulance, so she called my sister, who in turn called me en route to their house.  The kids and I already had plans to leave early yesterday morning to…

  •   I am not a food blogger. Oh, I may write about my Cyclops Cookies, Tom's better-than-Hooter's hot wings, and yummy sushi from Eddie V's, but they're mingled with my stories about dogs and mice and dancing and friendship. I'll never be a niche blogger of any kind, because I could never make up my…

  •   1. You know you're getting old when, instead of taking friends up on an invitation to listen to live music on a Friday night after work, you walk your friend's dogs, eat dinner alone at Panda Express, pick up a few things at Walmart, and make brownies for your friend's son's college graduation party…