Name change! No longer "Gabby," but…
Satchel! Peter renamed him after meeting him for the first time this past weekend. With a happy, relaxed cat like that next to you, how can you not blog happy yourself?
I am in here.
Satchel! Peter renamed him after meeting him for the first time this past weekend. With a happy, relaxed cat like that next to you, how can you not blog happy yourself?
Much angst over an agreement I’d worked on for a long time, and I thought was ready to go. It’s all back on track now, but I spent the day full, alternatively, of frustration and relief. I truly hate the whipsawing of emotions like that, but I guess it’s unavoidable, and at least it ended … Continue reading Yesterday
You see, how Sunday luncheon is meant to be is, first of all, at Nana’s house, in her dining room which still, magically, fits the whole family, including cousins. On the menu: two choices are possible here. The gigantic five- or six- or seven- rib roast beef, complete with thick layer of fat on top … Continue reading Sunday. Noonish.
Peter has been home this weekend — he missed us! We have fed him and spoiled him as much as he’d let us, and now we have to get him up and going for the journey back to Boulder. I suppose I didn’t blog about it because of an excessive need to have him all … Continue reading A weekend home