Searching for Direction & Purpose in Life's Sea of Opportunities
With as much time as I now spend on Facebook, it is amazing how my impression of the social media giant has changed over the years. I started on Facebook back in the good old days when an invitation was required to join. (Thank you, Rebecca, for getting me through the door.) I must admit… Continue reading Facebook Impressions
Having grown up in suburban Southern California, nature to me has always been something you drove to go see … a lot like snow. I remember how excited I would get when I was young and we would pass a deer warning sign as we drove up to the mountains. Not once during those trips… Continue reading False Advertising
I have been so fortunate in my life to be surrounded by animal lovers. Recently, I talked about Tom's support of animal charities. Now I'm going to tell you about Barb's love of animals. The very first time I remember petting a cat was when my Dad and Barb were dating and we went over… Continue reading Kittens!
As I sit here writing this (on Sunday afternoon), I'm experiencing a minor miracle: I am watching it rain. This is becoming a rarer event with each passing year here in Southern California. (Our local news caught the image well. I love how they keep talking about our winter "storm" and our drenching rain. They must… Continue reading Rare Appreciation
There are some people out there that seem to always take good pictures, and then there are the rest of us. As I've shown with my driver's license photo, I'm definitely in the later category. I'm discovering that cats can also fall into one of those two categories. Lemon, being supermodel thin, and having nailed… Continue reading All in the Angle
A web surfing adventure brought me to the Blogess. I love her. So often she'll say something that resonates perfectly with me ... and then take it to an extreme (which is so me but beyond my current ability level). On this latest visit to her site was a picture from A Pair of Pears that describes… Continue reading Too Many Tabs
Over the weekend, Carmen had her birthday. She's eight! I split a can of tuna between her and Lemon as a treat. It is something that doesn't aggravate Lemon's condition. Technically it wasn't Carmen's actual birthday. I consider the anniversary of my bringing her home from the pound to be her birthday. Seems as good a… Continue reading Carmen’s Birthday
Grown Up, Now What? 