So as not to leave a cryptic, whoa-is-me post and disappear for days/weeks/months on end, I thought I would share my medical findings… I am a delicate flower. My blood tests came back good. Other than an extremely low alkaline phosphatase level and a high allergy response number (duh), there was nothing that concerned my doctor. My allergen … More I Am a Flower…
It’s been eons since I posted. For that, my dear readers, if there are any left, I apologize. I am not going to give you an excuse. Sure, there are plenty, but let’s focus on the positive, okay? For whatever reason today, the day after Thanksgiving, I feel the urge to contribute. So here goes… … More Thankful…The Day After Thanksgiving
I am a terrible chicken mother. Two weekends ago, our family brought home 13 chicks from the local farm and feed store. We’ve raised chickens before but haven’t for the past couple of years. To be honest, raising chickens from chicks is a royal pain in the ass. We swore up and down that we would never cross … More Bad Chicken Mother – Shut Yo Mouth!
Isn’t that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend’s 40th birthday. It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past. After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my … More Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2
Two months ago, Pinky ran away for the first time. My five-year old daughter was heartbroken. How could her best friend of over four years just up and leave without any explanation? There was no goodbye note, no hints that the little pink cat was unhappy. One day she was there, and the next she … More Pinky: The World Explorer
A week and a half ago, approximately 30,000 honeybees were delivered on my front doorstep. I have to admit that I was a little surprised to see my purchase of three, 3-pound boxes of bees delivered. I must have a ballsy mailman. Bees in shipment are notorious for picking up “hitchhikers” or other honeybees in … More Amateur Hour in the Bee Yard
A good friend of mine often comments, after reading some of my stories, “Care,” (that’s what he calls me) “Care, your family should be a freaking sitcom.” I always laugh it off, but this morning? Let me tell you, this morning would have made one hell of a hilarious episode. Not so much for the actors, but seriously, … More My 1st Drill After Retirement: Poopapalooza & Other Fun Happenings
I am not a cat person. They are moody, shed, and shit in a box. But when the contractor installing our patio last summer pulled a tiny, scrawny fur ball out from in between the pool and retaining wall, I fell in like. Just a little. It was in sad shape; it was so dehydrated that its … More Jesse the Cat – Part 1
I am a very superstitious person. Find a penny heads up, make a wish and pocket it. Tails up, hand it off to someone else to make the wish. Right palm itching means you’re coming into money. A broom falling means company will soon be coming to visit. 11:11, make a wish. Spill salt? Better … More Don’t Forget the Black-Eyed Peas!!
I hadn’t intended on making “love gifts” for my children this year; I think someone else had a hand in that. The love gift was always a special “tradition” solely shared between my mother and grandfather, before he passed away…. The tradition of the love gift began between my father and myself one Christmas many years ago, when my … More The Love Gift
