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What is wrong with blogger today??
What is wrong with blogger today??
This week some hikers found themselves stranded in the Smokies. They were college students who wanted to spend their spring break hiking 70 miles and camping along the way. In less than a month I am taking a group of teen and pre-teen Girl Scouts hiking. A group of Girl Scouts who I have spent […]
We’ll be selling cookies inside West Town Mall tomorrow (that’s Thursday) from 4 pm until close so you can stock up on cookies or buy a box for the families staying at Ronald McDonald House. We’ll be near the large department store whose name starts with “D” and ends with “s”.
Doug tried to be funny this morning. “Hey, you get to learn a new skill today.” But I don’t want to know how to stab my fingers all day long and give myself shots. I don’t like the nurse on the phone reminding me to bring a photo ID so I can get my needles. […]
I expected my day would be lousy today but Julie is having a really painful day and needs all the love and support she can get. Please drop by and give her a virtual hug.
It’s time for an update on the people we unaffectionately refer to as “the renters” in our cove. I talked about them before here and here. After several weeks of coming over and asking Doug to use the jumper cables on their car, they suddenly have no cars at their house. I assume one has […]
When it’s cold, rainy and you’re depressed, take a long soak in a bubble bath.
I am still looking for Easter Egg pictures. It can be a real egg or not, just an egg that you want to show everyone.
Mondays are now officially my least favorite day of the week. Today has been a really depressing day except for the well-timed, very sweet card from Lost. Thank you so very much for the card. Wednesday I learn how to draw and test my blood and give myself insulin. I don’t expect that to make […]
Would someone please invent a mirrored toilet bowl or something like that for the OB’s office. It’s bad enough when you can’t see the target, but I can’t even see the ummm, weapon being used for target practice. Maybe if the plastic cup wasn't so small.