You are What You Eat

Adding to my ever-growing list of Things I Never Thought I’d Hear Myself Say… “Yes, please eat some more grass.  I bet your belly hurts after eating all that underwear.” I can’t say it enough.  Underwear is not food.

PJF Trail for Life

Can I just tell you that this project is what I’m living for right now?  It is.  I cannot wait each night to crawl into bed and read my book.  I think about it during the day.  I’m almost at that halfway point where part of you is dying to read more and more and…

Who Wouldn’t Wanna Be Me? An Ode to My Vacation

I got some money in my pocket I can fit in my jeans I had five lbs. and I lost it And it won’t get back to me ‘Cause I’m snugglin’ with my Daisy And the sun is shinin’ This bed keeps lyin’ In the prettiest bedroom From Columbia to Tennessee And I got this dog I love beside me My work week behind me I’m…

Size Matters

I bought a new pillow.  My old pillow was getting too flat, and I’m a side sleeper, so it was hurting my neck.  The new pillow is slightly puffier than the old one.  The difference is subtle, but I think you can see it. Now my neck hurts, but in the completely opposite way.  Also,…

Fluff Lust

You know how they say some animals have blood lust?  Like they get a tiny whiff of blood, and they just turn into crazy killing machines that much have all the blood? Rudy has fluff lust.  He gets a scent of the white deliciousness, and he must have it all.  Or at least get it all…

Nobody God Loves More

I wrote a couple days ago about how I think my dogs are perfect. Tonight I was having one of these adoring chats with my Daisy about how precious her little nose and her soft ears are, and I realized, I don’t just think my dogs are perfect.  I think every dog is perfect.  Every dog I…

Perfect

I think my dogs are perfect.  I truly do.  Sometimes I look at them and my heart is so completely full of love for them that I think I’ll burst.  I adore them so completely, there is no way I could possibly love them more.  I tell them daily how wonderful they are and how…

Daisy’s Guide to Composting

I moved a few months ago, and one thing I’d been missing from my old house was my compost bins. This new(er) house had two of these decrepit barrel planters on the patio. One was significantly more decrepit, and I decided it would make a perfect compost bin, at least temporarily. So, that weekend, I…