This long hiatus has absolutely nothing to do with scooping poop and neither does this post. Unless we’re using it as a metaphor for Where I’ve Been for over a month, or perhaps for what I should do with all this crap I've been dealing with. I’ve written/started several posts that were never shared. After … Continue reading It’s National Scoop the Poop Week
The Pets
Delivered Quietly
It’s the last day of November, Sunday, and it’s Turkey Day at our house. If only for us. After last year’s meltdown (mine) and a fed-up husband (Todd) we decided to dine out for Thanksgiving this year and make ourselves somebody else’s problem. So free turkey remained in the fridge until this morning, when I … Continue reading Delivered Quietly
Dear Mom & Aunt Dianna, Again
Good morning, ladies. It’s a little after 7 a.m. here, everything is frost-colored. My phone says “It’s 25 and sunny.” They say it like it’s a positive thing and the only thing I’m positive about is that I’m not in Jamaica. Except I just looked at your weather and it’s looking like rain. Ha ha … Continue reading Dear Mom & Aunt Dianna, Again
Dear Mom & Aunt Dianna
While the two of you are resting your laurels on the sandy beaches of Jamaica, sending me unsolicited feet-in-the-foreground pics of the blue-green ocean and perfectly white fluffy clouds suspended in an azure sky, I am freezing my ass off in 15-degree Maryland with two dogs who are testing my ability to [National] Love-Your-Pet-Day. MY … Continue reading Dear Mom & Aunt Dianna
Gone to the Dogs
When’s the last time I had a “My Life is Shit” post? Well, apparently the doggo gods have decided we’re overdue. But first – a trip to the Mart of Wal. Or you can skip the next five paragraphs. The choice is yours. You do you. I bought a raven lamp a couple of years … Continue reading Gone to the Dogs
Bedlam
Another forbidden-in-the-house activity. These dogs. I was going to write about something more serious, but – dogs. So Bee is super hyper. At first I thought it was Shuggie, but I have since learned that Bee is off the hook. Especially first thing in the morning. She’s like a horse fresh out the gate and … Continue reading Bedlam
Q-Day 182: Furry Shenanigans
Shuggie and Sabra went to the vet for their checkups. Together. Shuggie is not really good at the leash thing. I practiced with her in the yard several times, but ultimately counted on her following Sabra to make it successful. What was I thinking? Todd was in a meeting so that left me on my … Continue reading Q-Day 182: Furry Shenanigans
Q-Day 163/167: Poodle Nation
"My Three Poodles." Front, left to right: Sabra, Bee. Back: Shuggie. I started working on this post to commemorate 150 days in quarantine, but it got kinda long and I thought it was probably better to just trash it. In a one-paragraph nutshell: I’m still working. There might be a mandatory furlough or less hours … Continue reading Q-Day 163/167: Poodle Nation
Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster for weeks now and I finally consulted a professional. I’m really bad at preventing my anxiety from chewing a gaping hole in my stomach. Nonetheless, I’m now working a clear path through the fog of fuckery. Todd and I have been on vacation this week… guess where we went? … Continue reading Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
My Life is Shit 2.0
It’s been 8 days since we welcomed two new additions to our home. We adopted two standard Poodles, given to us by a longtime friend of Todd’s who is a breeder. Pi was part of her line, and therefore, by extension, so is Sabra. We had been discussing this since last fall. There were pros … Continue reading My Life is Shit 2.0
The Tara Chronicles 