This is what our 2009 Summer is gonna be about. (If you’re wondering about the sore legs part, click here) We kicked summer off for reals this Saturday. Adam and
This is what our 2009 Summer is gonna be about. (If you’re wondering about the sore legs part, click here) We kicked summer off for reals this Saturday. Adam and
This is the humdrum of life: I can hear seals ar-ar-ar-ing somewhere on the water. The guy next door has been drilling loudly on something very hard for about a
Editorial note – I was home-schooled. Not for fourth grade or because the Christian preschool was full that year, but the real deal. K-12. So that might help you to
Part 1 and Part 2 are around here somewhere… A couple of weeks later, we had another horse camp. April was allowed to return on a strict “first-strike-you’re-out” policy, as
I’ve been wanting to tell this story for a long time now, and I realized the other day that this was really my first intro to Therapeutic Riding, though I
Confession: I’m not good at doing things “just because”. When I had writer’s block every the other day, my bestie Val said something insightful, something my husband has said many
Wish us luck, that we don’t get eaten by any hungry lions.
I don’t think I can concentrate on much today, besides the GLORIOUS HOT WEATHER and the possibility of tan lines and maybe seeing dolphins and drinking Diet Coke*. Happy April
Hot Donna and I had some “Hot D Time” today, doing our favorite activity… LAYING OUT. Laying out is kind of the non-activity, actually. It’s a way to say that
Today I am grateful. I’m grateful for a job that, as my roommate put it, I can say “Yay!” about. I’m grateful for small, shy smiles, for tiny triumphs, for