When Cait was little, it was always a challenge to find enough fun things to do at home. Since we didn’t live in a neighborhood, there were no ready friends running and playing from house to house. Nope, it was just me and Cait. And the animals.
I was always looking for ways to keep Cait happily occupied for stretches of time so I could get some work done. When I saw this at Home Depot the other day I … Read More
We live in a culture that’s not very good at helping us face the death of a loved one. A friend’s beloved father just died yesterday. Knowing that I’d already faced a lot of death, just a year ago she asked if I had any words of wisdom to help her deal with what she knew was coming. I sent her an email sharing a few thoughts. Today, she emailed me to say that she’d kept that email and reread … Read More
Been so busy with work, something had to give. Sadly, it was the size of my vegetable garden.
Something’s better than nothing…… Read More
The official countdown of “Lasts” has begun, as Cait rolls into her final quarter of her senior year.
Last night was the last talent show that I’ll ever attend with Cait at her high school.
After an exhausting day of long meetings and short deadlines, I got home well after supper. Cait took one look at my bedraggled self and said, “Mom, you don’t have to come.”
I didn’t let myself sit down at the table because I knew that … Read More
After two days of reasonable winter temps, we’re headed back for another brutal cold snap. All kidding aside about Graidy and Wink being winter wusses, they both have conditions that make the cold and snow more difficult for them to handle. Both have very fine, single layer coats with little insulation value (versus Kiera’s thick 2-layer winter coat with undercoat). Graidy, at 10 yrs old, has a touch of arthritis and Wink’s short legs often put his underside in direct … Read More
It’s been in the single and negative digits here for days, as it has been for many states across the Mid West and North East. Too cold for man or beast to dally outside.
When Kiera was here, she’d have pointed out that I wasn’t a man and she wasn’t a beast–and she would have insisted that we go walking.
She’d have looked at the thermometer, noted its mercury nose-dive with a nod, as if to say, “You gonna let … Read More
Sing it with me! Hallelujah!!!!
Those of you who’ve been here for a while know that I’ve been engaged in an epic battle for 7+ years to try to get Finn to stop scratching my furniture to ruins (hard to believe he’ll be 8 in April). I have tried just about every cat product on the market.
FINALLY!!! SUCCESS!!!!!
Better late than never… Finn absolutely goes bonkers over this scratching post. He scratches. He climbs. He perches. He rubs. He … Read More
