Apparently, while I was putting my best foot forward during Black Friday/Shop Local Saturday shopping, (15,000 miles on my shoes, burning off calories), there has been some serious competition going on in my home office. Those damn plant gnats living in my office plants have hatched yet again. Swirling around my computer monitor - flitting around… Continue reading An underdog to the gnats
Category: Adventures
Don’t let gremlins clutch your holiday shopping
As I walked along with a strong clutch to each shopping bag, my emotions (probably some fatigue) bounced around in my head. I cursed myself for carrying a big purse instead of a smaller one. But, I was thankful and pleasantly surprised. It wasn't a stressful day at all. It seemed weird, isn't Black Friday… Continue reading Don’t let gremlins clutch your holiday shopping
Oh, mercy, you’ve let your hair go gray!?
As I was eating my popcorn and wondering what the heck I could write about for transformation prompt, my mind wandered. As it often does. Nibble, nibble, nibble, dip in to get extra salt...I should really watch my salt intake (someday). Yum...this is really tasty. Wait, an idea popped into my head...popcorn...yes...transformation from kernel to… Continue reading Oh, mercy, you’ve let your hair go gray!?
An empty nester’s stand-alone turkey
I wasn't born yet but been told as people sat around their televisions, watching the parade, their joy, happiness, and pride of what they saw, ended abruptly. Back in 1963, on November 22, families in their nests around the United States were in shock. Their beloved President had been assassinated. The sudden empty nest feeling of… Continue reading An empty nester’s stand-alone turkey
A glamorous side of sludge
Some mornings I long to start the day on the glamorous side of sludge. Then reality sets in. I grab my cup of coffee, heat it in the microwave while opening up the Greenies bag. I toss one out on the floor just in time for Copper as he rounds the corner. Step one done.… Continue reading A glamorous side of sludge
A fastidious mouse
If I were a small mouse. Looking to build a winter's house. To place my treasures galore. Of course, I'd choose a corner nook of a human's front door. Okay, maybe rhyme writing isn't a certain gift of mine...but there's a noteworthy short story here. Really, there is. Yesterday, we discovered we have one particular mouse… Continue reading A fastidious mouse