Monthly Archives: July 2012

Day 177 Today’s conversation with Sam prompted me to thinking about food from the 60’s. My mom always set a nice dinner table and made whatever she was making for the 5 of us look really pretty … and it … Continue reading →

Day 176 I heard, on the radio today, about Shelby Harris. And who is Shelby Harris, you ask? He is a man who died last week. He was 111 years old and the oldest man living in the United States. His … Continue reading →

Day 175 I wish I could blame my day on some sort of affliction … like my having severe ADHD or something along those lines. Instead I think I’m just going to make up a new one and blame my … Continue reading →

Day 174 What math word did the acorn say when he grew up? Gee, I’m a tree! Ha … sorry. Bad joke. But today’s conversation with my neighbor was no joke and it has me wondering what I can do … Continue reading →

Day 173 As many of you know I am a numbers person. I count. I count when I am out walking. I don’t sing. I don’t think. I count. I find it most aggravating! I could be solving the world’s … Continue reading →

Day 172 Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Or in this case, I also need to say … Gracias. Gracias. Gracias! My new lawn crew arrived this morning at 9am … all 5 of them, armed with the necessary lawn implements … Continue reading →

Day 171 I am watching Gertie eat a bug. It is the size of a gnat (and probably is one) and yet she has chewed it like it were a piece of salt water taffy – pineapple flavored – as … Continue reading →

Day 170 I am not a reader. Well, let me rephrase that … I do not ALLOW myself to be a reader. Basically because I get so absorbed I don’t do anything else. The house gets dusty, the animals go … Continue reading →

Day 169 Okay, I admit it … I am a Food Network junkie. Plain and simple. I love the channel, I love the shows, I love the people. I am a fan! If I could only have one channel on … Continue reading →

Day 168 I have a sick dog. Gertie has been visibly down in the dumps all day. I think I know her problem. She can’t sing. No, that’s not her problem. Her problem is that she helped herself to the … Continue reading →