Tomorrow marks the six weeks' post cracked rib and torn tendon injury date. I'm well on the way to recover in full, but not quite yet. Everyone told me a rib injury and subsequent recovery takes a LONG time. And they are right, it does! I decided I wasn't going to be frustrated, depressed, or… Continue reading Use your rib injury to pamper yourself
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How to be your own best critic
As females, we (I) know that we can be either critical or ecstatic about who we are (usually somewhere in between!). A look back at yourself over the years and your inner critic will appear to help you discover your real 'me'. Once you do, you can't help but be ecstatic about it. It all… Continue reading How to be your own best critic
Dessy’s cozy solo performance
A heartily masticated meal via exquisite messy (Dessy) techniques A cozy sized shoe (cat) box A period of borborygmi makes a snug fit seem slightly inappropriate - don't judge, it is comfy An alertness ever presents to see if anyone is watching or serving more food to eat...as if first serving wasn't enough... Nah, no… Continue reading Dessy’s cozy solo performance
A call to dinner saves the blues
Friday is the day of the week for a call to action for a celebration - it's the end of the work week, who wouldn't be celebrating it? I should be excited on a Friday afternoon. Except I wasn't. The weather forecast is for rain so that means no outside time. After a week cooped up… Continue reading A call to dinner saves the blues
Are you a bird watcher, too?
Too early to know...too, too, early to know...will I get the shot or not? Time shall tell. Too slow. Too fake. Too foggy, but I hear them singing...the birds are out there...somewhere... Too small, just a reflection of me in a tiny water droplet, waiting patiently for a bird to appear. Too bright. Too… Continue reading Are you a bird watcher, too?
Solitude from a dog’s perspective
Me: Hey Copper...Whatsup, whatcha thinking about? Copper: Oh, I was just thinking about earlier, when I was outside the fence, over there. Copper: Remember, while you were watering your flowers, I was busy sniffing stuff... and then you caught my attention...but, I was slow to respond. Copper: Then I finally heard you say my name.… Continue reading Solitude from a dog’s perspective