Touch of Aussie Christmas

The weekend went quickly, and I’ve little to show for its passing. Saturday I spent three hours at a local pet center, trying to raise funds for the local cat shelter I’m becoming involved with. It was a slow day, and I don’t think we earned that much cash, although I suppose anything is better…

sigh. Just when I get a good head of cynicism and contempt going, somebody has to come along and kick my legs out from under me. Case in point: The Minion. I believe that in a very recent entry (like maybe my last one) I had my nose out of joint because the Mouth and…

Is there anything in life quite as awkward as a holiday spent with someone else’s relatives? If so, don’t put my name on the list of participants. I’ve had my share of awkward for this season. The original plan was that the Professor’s grandmother would be making dinner Christmas Eve, which Daughters #1 and #2…

I have a story that needs telling tonight. Horses and I have a long and somewhat complicated history. I wanted one desperately when I was a kid. I got thrown from a horse when I was 23 and hurt my back badly enough that I was bedridden for three months. I mistrusted horses for the…

The Move becomes imminent. I will make arrangements this week for computer access at the new digs. I will also be shutting down computer access here within the week. I may disappear somewhat abruptly. I’m not sure when I’ll be back. A talk with the Socialist last night inspired new questions within me as to…

This could have been a summer from my youth. The heat was sticky, heavy – a wet winter coat that could not be doffed and hung up on the rack to dry. The storms were violent, pounding and alive with the smell of ozone and wet garden. The mornings were covered in dew and mist…