A dizzying whirlwind of laughter, tears, and craziness... that's how I would describe November.
Omaha, Nebraska - The front half of a chopped-up, orange Volkswagen beetle sat on the front porch of the Hollywood Candy shop. Protruding from the wall across from it, a five-foot tall nose inhaled the delicate fragrance of the flowers filling both sides of the path. Keagan and I stepped up to the door, careful to steer… Continue reading A Somewhat True Tall Tale: Trip to Omaha
We homeschool. Last year, our son did Mad-Lib style poetry with his vocabulary words resulting in some interesting poems. Hope this one brings a smile to your face as it did ours. I go forward, after stopping. I proceed. You weren’t easily approached. You weren’t accessible. You break away from me. You secede. Your tummy… Continue reading Mad-Lib Style
The first break was unexpected. Ellie Mae had been securely attached to the harness. She did not go far, and I was easily able to reattach what was left of it to the leash. That was my second mistake. The first was bringing a dog in heat to a playground at the city park. Ellie… Continue reading Fostering Ellie Mae