Clouds and Dogs
I roll out of bed an hour and a half later than usual this morning. I am not a morning person. In fact, I am so not a morning person that even as an infant I was cranky in the morning. But, I’ve...
View ArticleRescuing a Heron
I woke up at 3AM, pinned under the covers by the weight of a sleeping dog and too content with him by my side to move him. I eventually squirmed my way out, managing to heed the call of nature without...
View ArticleThe Etiquette of Dog Flatulence
I took Tisen to the vet. He was due for heartworm medicine and given the number of mosquitos that have been active, I figured it’s not safe to skip heartworm in the winter like we used to in Columbus....
View ArticleThe Singing Towhee
I sit on the balcony and watch cars roll by. It’s been a while since I’ve sat out here with my morning coffee–I am reminded of when we first arrived in Chattanooga 5 1/2 months ago. Although, it was...
View ArticleRiding the Storm Out
Today was crazy busy. I got out of bed, started working immediately following Tisen’s walk, and didn’t get a chance to shower, eat or even take a break until well after 5. When I did take a break, it...
View ArticleSpeak No Evil
I am having a lot of issues with my TMJ. It feels physically impossible to relax the muscles of my jaw. Some have told me that this implies I’m holding back. I wonder about that. Generally, I am an...
View ArticleNew View
Writing my blog at the end of my day, which seems to be getting later and later, leads to pondering the meaning of life. I’m becoming increasingly suspicious that the meaning of life cannot be...
View ArticleBright Beauties
As I look through my images from Sunday in the search for something to post today, I realize that I can’t remember going outside today. My first conference call started early and I ran out of time to...
View ArticleSurprises
I am not an expert in flowers. I know the occasional flower, but am often stumped by what a particular flower might be called. I envy people who can pull out that information on a dime. I can do...
View ArticlePaying Myself First
When I was 9 years old, I started mowing lawns to earn money. My mother used to tell me to “pay myself first.” It was actually a rule back then, not just advice. Half of my net earnings had to go...
View ArticleBrain Fog
Ah, Saturday. A day to get things done that I want to do instead of things I have to do. But there seems to have been a problem with that plan. It all started when I made the mistake of logging on to...
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