Last weekend while I was out on my photo hike, the Mister hit our local pet store to get a few things for the fur kids, and happened upon an Adopt a Pet event. Not too far from us is a HUGE no-kill animal refuge. They take in all sorts of creatures, not just dogs … Continue reading Opening our hearts and home
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Mother monologue
The job is a bitch. More and more tasks get added to an already insane schedule. Things you never signed up for, things you know beyond a doubt you’re not qualified to perform. This is not ‘on-the-job’ training. It’s just throw her to the lions, then make her clean up the carnage. When I made … Continue reading Mother monologue
Sweet tea and cookies
My grandmother called him a "tall glass of water.” She seemed to think that towering height corresponded to suitability. She paid no heed to his idle nature, how he preferred to spend his days lazing on her wrap-around porch drinking sweet tea and eating snickerdoodles by the dozen. I don’t think he kept any job … Continue reading Sweet tea and cookies
Egg gravy and toast
A recent Facebook/Twitter conversation had me reminiscing about a favorite breakfast my mother used to make for me when I was a kid, that I now prepare for my kids - egg gravy. Apparently, that isn't a food term many people knew. Being that I love to cook, and love to share what I cook, … Continue reading Egg gravy and toast
Homecoming
The manor, boarded up since Gram passed, showed signs of neglect. Porch risers creaked menacingly. Window panes, cracked and begrimed with age, blinked against the rising sun. My keys refused to cooperate, thwarting efforts to unlock the front doors. With a final, violent shove, ancient tumblers flipped. Grating on rusted hinges, the massive oak entry … Continue reading Homecoming
An indecent proposal
I wanted to do this right, to make the moment special, make her feel special. I had a whole different outcome in mind when I began. We sat together on the couch after dinner. Holding her close, she was tucked under my arm, her cheek resting against my chest. With my free hand, I squeezed … Continue reading An indecent proposal