Some days you eat bear

and some days the bear eats you. Just sayin’.

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The Joys of Home Ownership March 19, 2021
For the third time in the history of this condo, there has been a water issue from the upstairs condo unit. People need to learn that plumbing issues do not heal themselves! Last month I went to the kitchen to make coffee and feed the kitties. I saw a wet spot on the carpet and … Continue reading "The Joys of Home Ownership"
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Another birthday September 28, 2020
Dear Dan, Happy birthday — or as we used to say to each other — Happy Happy Joy Joy! Another birthday and you’re not here. So much is going on on the political front, you should be here to see it. There have been many time in recent days, I think about calling you, but … Continue reading "Another birthday"
Yarn hoarder July 29, 2020
I’ll admit it. I’m a yarn hoarder. I see pretty yarn, make a plan (sometimes) for its use, get it home, then stash it away. Once in a while, it will be used for the project I had in my head, but often it doesn’t. And since I’m also a reader and book hoarder (so … Continue reading "Yarn hoarder"
A living memorial? Or a home? June 12, 2020
Several months after mom’s death, I sorted through clothes and some personal items, but I never quite go around to going through the bulk of what was left behind. I moved into the bedroom and that was about it. It was beginning to feel like a living memorial to mom. Not only is mom not … Continue reading "A living memorial? Or a home?"

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