1) It’s so weird to drive past kids’ elementary school and know that I will never have another occasion to go inside.
2) I don’t need to drive a mini cooper to prove I am not normal. Also known as, talk about desperate advertising.
3) Tattoos don’t make u cool. I should know, I’m a class A dork.
4) It’s hard to craft with a kitten in your lap.
5) the Original Klondike bar, meh The pretzel caramel Klondike bar…..stupid good.
6) When I see really beef men I wonder if they can wipe themselves. I’m sure that’s not the response they are going for.
7) Man do I LOVE to people watch.
8) I wouldn’t recommend riding bike up hill with 4 bottles of wine. I fault my inability to pass up a sale.
9) I have finally mastered making broccoli rabe.
10) we love the new dog park. Poor nearly blind Charlie, not so much.
One to grow on:
The world of fostering animals is a strange and wonderful place. We can not personally save them all but we can be a stopping place along their journey. We can teach them that a human touch can be loving. That a home can be warm. We can provide a soft place for them to rest their head for the days or weeks that they are ours to love. Our last beloved foster to own pup, the juju, was a sweet old girl. When you bring an older dog into your home you know it will be short term. You love them well and hard but you always reserve a small bit because you need to so it doesn’t hurt so much when then go. Then we met the Moose. And I was all in. From the moment I met him, I wanted him to be ours. Something in his eyes. The way I could sense that he wanted but couldn’t quite trust me. How I was going to spend the rest of his life proving myself to him. I allowed myself to be wide open for him because I knew it was what he needed. The risk seemed worth it. He would be around for close enough to forever. I thought. What I have learned is that the future is never sure but the openness I have felt will be so worth the pain of his loss. Cross your fingers for us. Wish the moose well, please.