Thursday, December 1, 2011. Tuesday, October 11, 2011. There was never a doubt in my mind that Peps would end up in an awesome Forever Home. We got an application from a lovely family out in the country, and I immediately knew it was a great fit for her. Lots of space, and more importantly, lots of love from a very special little girl.

Close the door and leave the world behind you. That i would get stuck in a reading rut. Until almost the end of july. Let it not be a discouragement. Tuesday, August 02, 2011.

The time has finally come. Yesterday I successfully moved all the posts and comments from this faithful blog to www. com - my new place in the blogosphere. I do very much appreciate what blogger has done for me but the enticement of easy lay-outs and better themes has done me in.

why not? Sunday, August 12, 2012. This was going to be a cryptic post about self-examination and the ramifications of not paying attention to that, nor acting upon it. But the gift is not like the trespass.

Sometimes, ya just have to make a blog. Is there a specific reason that we let guys like this run our country? Pret-ty ridiculous. That man has a wife. Also have discovered a recent tendency to abbreviate sentences. This might come as a result of being a journalist and having to fit lots of information into tiny little spaces. Also might just be laziness.

So, in case they almost slipped by you like me, I hope that you get into them now. And Rafiki from The Lion King.

Smell is the most powerful trigger to the memory there is. A certain flower or a whiff of smoke can bring up experiences long forgotten. Books smell musty and rich. The knowledge gained from a computer has no texture, no context.

I would watch this over and over .