I need to start writing again.

So, here goes.

Went to David Gray concert last night. My first time at the Ryman. My friends warned me that I would be spoiled - that I'd never again deem to go to a concert at the Sommet Center. Excuse me, I mean the Gaylord Entertainment Center. (who can keep up with all the monikers that place has had?).  Well ( Read more... )

Today, I am thankful for sunsets. Ok, so I am thankful for them most days. I hadn't thought much about what I would write today, but driving across the bayway tonight, the sky behind me was shades of peach, orange, rose, and gold. The sun had already gone down, but the glowing sky had not given way to night yet. It was a typical winter sunset, ( Read more... )

As I was driving this morning, I realized it was the week of Thanksgiving, and decided, since I've been trying to get back into blogging more, that I would do a blog each day this week about thankfulness.

So, today…I'm thankful for boots.

Yes, boots.

It may seem a silly and small thing--and it is--but hey, what's wrong with being grateful for the ( Read more... )

I had a wonderful weekend back in early October, and wanted to blog about it, but never got around to it. It's nothing profound, nothing remarkable, just a pleasant time with relatives I don't see often. And I haven’t written in forever, so this will help ease me back into it.

My relaxing weekend started Friday night, after I survived a three hour ( Read more... )

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Braveheart Cheepers took his last breath sometime between 6:40-6:55 this morning.  May he rest in peace.

Meet Braveheart Cheepers:


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This article about the disappearance of hand-written communication from our society made me want to blog about it, even though the artlice probably sums it up much better than I will!

I am completely guilty of this.  Except for an occasional card, I can't think of the last time I actually wrote a letter.  The last time I mailed any letters, or ( Read more... )

I finished reading the book this evening as soon as I got home. But before writing anything, I decided to walk. Not feeling like driving anywhere, I braved the median of Lake Forest. (Apparently, no one had heard of sidewalks in the 1970s. or whenever they concocted this maze.) It was already pleasant out, due to the low(er) humidity, but when I ( Read more... )