12,664 Days Alive
Dozens of Photos Taken
1 Nee Haircut and a Birthday Baby
Today was Baby Bubble’s birthday party. Cousin Kay, Grandma Gator, and I rode in together to Mal and Bubbles’ house for the party with a bunch of other friends and family.
Continue reading “Baby Bubble’s Birthday”
12,605 Days Alive
1 Hat Made
1 Very Long Nap
I don’t normally do a word of the year sort of thing. But if I had to pick one, it would be “laughter”.
Continue reading “2020: The Year of Naps and Laughter”
12,481 Days Alive
This hurricane still isn’t sure what it’s doing. It should just swing off the coast? Maybe?
Continue reading “Hurricane Dorian/Labor Day Weekend Day 1”
12,385 Days Alive
Well, today has been a definitely mixed kind of bag.
Continue reading “Sunday”
Tomorrow I will have a recipe for you, photos from meeting Baby Bubble, seeing Mal (short for Mallard, aka my brother who is now a father) and Bubbles , and a proper post. But I am absolutely out of spoons right now.
Have some poetry I wrote thirteen years ago under the cut. Continue reading “Terrifically Tired”