Our boy, the beautiful Leonberger known around here as Sir Lickalot went on his journey on Saturday, December 30, 2017. It was coming. I had been telling the kids for a while that his time was running out, getting old and slow. No more daily walks, he didn’t want to move around much and his appetite had diminished.
After two entire years of writing nothing on my blog for fear of vilification during the controversial 2016 election year, I’ve come back to feel out if I had the heart to start again, and there it was, my very last draft post, waiting patiently to join the ranks of internet opinions, it feels like it could have been written last …
Grand Master D just got a job. After school a couple of nights and one of the weekend days. And it’s awesome. He did it himself. He’s 15.
We all have quirks right? Some of us have stranger ones than others and we learn to navigate each others things when we live together for any length of time. It’s part of the fabric of a relationship, agreed?
Wading through the American education system is becoming an ever increasing frustration.
I went to court yesterday, I know, shocking… but it wasn’t for me,
You guys, I’ve been holding my tongue as much as I can. I’ve watched closely as this year’s presidential election has taken shape.
It’s almost February, so far this year we’ve had no real snow to speak off, which is good considering the battering we received over the last couple of years.
Here we are again, mopping up after a mass shooting. It’s sickening, it’s tragic, it’s horrific and yet…
So we’re all aware of Movember, where men grow itchy facial hair to raise money for men’s health, right?…