Happy 90th!
Started out right away this morning on my manure project. The side of the barn went from this:
The cake was scrumptious!
Started out right away this morning on my manure project. The side of the barn went from this:
The cake was scrumptious!
This is what I do when I can’t sleep. Moon in the clouds… kind of eerie. Turn off the flash! We’re trying to sleep here! That was last night. This is today, when I took Murphy out for a spin. I haven’t ridden him for quite awhile so I just rode in the arena, which…
Can you say OUCH!? After the doctor got done cranking on my arm in every direction feasible this morning and some that weren’t feasible, my shoulder is feeling so much worse than it was. Whine, whine, whine… It’s a rotator cuff issue. Now I have to make an appointment for physical therapy. If that doesn’t…
Saturday, I went to see a few friends ride in a mountain bike race. It was more of a fun race than a serious race (except to some bikers who just can’t help themselves), complete with Halloween costumes. We never quite grow up do we? Zooming around on bikes… wearing costumes… what could be better?…
I have started to write. And this has meant going back through old blog posts and journals, looking at the journey I’ve been on. Much of it is not too pleasant to remember. But I think it’s important to look at the story from the perspective I have now and allow the story or poetry…
Sunday, Steve and I went to the May Day parade, put on by The Heart of the Beast Puppet and Mask Theatre. The parade started out with participants from the local Black Label Bike Club, plus many bicyclists simply showed up in the spirit of things. Then there was an impressive chain link float with…
I was able to go to “Cavalia” last Saturday with my friend Cheryle and her husband and that guy you’ve seen in a few photos. I’m not sure whether he wants to “publicly” be a part of my life but hanging around me is, well, kind of public. We started out the evening by having dinner…
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Great job on the poop scoop!
Happy Birthday to your Aunt Fran!
Poop, poop, poop – good job!
Caring Bridge sounds like an awesome idea. But, it sounds like your friend D is going through hell – I’m sending my thoughts.