Two Saturdays ago, our schedules changed abruptly. We got a 3 year old Airedale Terrier named Charlie Brown. He's been a jumping, wriggling, bounding, bundle of fun - and my glasses will never be clean again. After losing The Jasmanian Devil a year ago, The Goat and I had fallen into a less regimented schedule, … Continue reading I’ll let the dog out.
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At least I found the scissors.
Answer: Three clothespins; a Christmas ornament; 8" pair of scissors with lime green handles; a large barrette; 2 stitch markers; and a marble sized, rock hard, dog turd. Question: What did the Hippie Chick find in her sofa? I'm sure a number of you will be completely freaked, grossed, and troubled by the last … Continue reading At least I found the scissors.
Raggedy, Monsters, and Stuff.
When I was a young child my sister and I would make our Christmas lists on Thanksgiving. It was a family tradition, the lists went home with our Grandparents to be mailed to Santa Claus. We put a lot of thought into those lists. A lot. We were told to make them long to give … Continue reading Raggedy, Monsters, and Stuff.
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