Monthly Archives: June 2012

Day 147 Four hundred and sixteen dollars. I took Mobes to a new vet the other day for her annual thyroid blood draw. I should have done it before we left town – but, um, I was a little busy doing … Continue reading →

Day 146 I am the proud owner of a very puffed yet oddly flat, very purple ring finger. I am also very lucky I have a finger that is puffed and purple and flat. I was airing out the dining … Continue reading →

Day 145 It has come down to this … I’m wearing a tube top. I know, I know … they went out of style in the ’70’s. Okay, they were never in style … but I still wore them in the 70’s. … Continue reading →

Day 144 This week I spent time with old friends. It truly was wonderful and, as is said, good for the soul. Very good, in fact. Over the weekend and early in the week I unpacked boxes. Yes, I’m still … Continue reading →

Day 143 Today was one of those days. Actually it started 2 days ago! One of those days that goes on for a few … Sigh. It started when I had to get Mobes out of the hosta patch after … Continue reading →

Day 142 In the eight years we’ve had Moby (our yellow lab) I’ve never seen her as dirty as she was last night. Or, possibly, as crazy-happy. It’s been dry here so I’ve been watering the lawn. And not being … Continue reading →

Day 141 It’s a good thing I never went into meteorology. A good thing for the public, that is – I probably would have loved it! I’ve always been fascinated with weather and clouds and up-slopes and down-slopes (whatever they … Continue reading →

Day 140 I was feeling great empathy for my friends in CO today as the mercury topped 103 degrees. Too hot by any standards. Just when I was thanking my lucky stars that we were supposed to be cooler this … Continue reading →

Day 139 What a difference a day makes. The calendar is done. The trim in the living room is painted. The windows in the bathroom are scraped and clean. The couch cushions are clean – again. And the mercury in … Continue reading →

Day 138 Today we had a respite. Cool air came in – thankfully. I woke up, for the first time … in how long? … not sticky and feeling gross. For someone who, for most of my 34 years in … Continue reading →