We Officially Own the Ugliest Sofa Ever Crafted

I saw Aunt Mary on Sunday. I sat on the edge of her bed in the nursing home, next to the wheelchair she has to ride in, despite the fact she can hold up her own feet when someone is pushing it. Half the time, her head was bent down against her chest, her eyes…

Yay! Good news! Albuquerque, whom I trust is no longer named Albuquerque, was adopted by someone other than us. This pleases me greatly, because now I can believe he has a yard and someone who is able to dedicate more time to their puppy love. I do wish I could have kept the little guy,…

Thank you for teaching me to chew with my mouth closed.