Today is Jasper Adoption Day. One year ago, we brought home our little 10-pound puppy. Now he’s a whopping 70+ (frankly not sure of the exact amount because I hurt my back trying to weigh him the last time). I love having a dog. And I wouldn’t exchange Jasper for any other one, even though…
We’re back to Peter and Jen, when they first met at Stanford in the early ’90s. If you really want to get all the down and dirty details, you should start at the beginning. But here’s a bit of what’s happened so far: Peter is married with children. What his wife doesn’t know is that Peter had a brief…
So I have to apologize to some of you for basically turning into a soft porn writer. But it turns out there are people who actually look forward to Fridays over here. So how can I say no to that? Anyway, this is Part Seven of a story I’m working on for our Fearless…
This is Part Four of a story I’m working on for our Fearless Fiction Femmes Fatales group. If you want to catch up, here’s Part One, Part Two, and Part Three. Don’t get too far behind — the cool kids may not like you anymore… ******** “This is definitely going to be one of those snapshot moments.”…
My good friend, Ginger, who blogs over at Spicey Mom, wrote this on her Facebook page the other day. A hundred bucks says this is how those If you Give a Mouse a Cookie people came up with the idea. Because I don’t know about you guys, but this happens to me at least five times…
One of the great and horrible realities of Christmas in the 21st century is that there’s really no excuse for not being able to find the perfect gift. Because if it’s not online, it probably means you’re a genius and just came up with the next great thing in greatness. Either that or you’re like…
So for all of you NOT living in Reno, sorry to bore the hell out of you with this post. But we’re in early voting season here, and I need to plug a few people before it’s too late. We’re the Biggest Little City, so around here, every little vote counts. For those out-of-staters who…
Logan finally came home yesterday. For those of you not following the story, my 24-year-old cousin drowned about a month ago at Lake Almanor, California. They didn’t find his body for about three-and-a-half weeks. My aunt finally got his ashes yesterday. To say this was an arduous process would be an understatement. I don’t want…
I got a comment from a reader on my last blog who was basically annoyed with me because she felt I voted with my vagina. Which is strange because I didn’t even know my vagina had fingers (although my husband does claim it has magical properties). Anyway, she was generally ticked that I vote for…
So come on in. I made some Arnold Palmers. And a nice jello salad...
