Saturday, February 22, 2020

Cold Snap

     Mamie's got a spring in her step; she's a Massachusetts girl through and through. It was 46 degrees this morning, with a healthy breeze and she bounced right along on her first time out today.
    This will pass - it'll go back to the 70s in a day or so, but that took a bit of faith last night at happy hour. The storm flaps were down at the open-air restaurant but the wind still whistled in and the bartender made good use of her hoodie. 

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Medicine, Florida style

My experience yesterday at our small hospital here in Florida was a change of pace.

Monday, February 17, 2020

Slumber Party Redux

I wasn't kidding about having found a sweetie for a dog sitter.
As soon as we returned home, we received a text assuring me Mamie had eaten and approved the evening's entertainment: a dog show.

Sunday, February 16, 2020

Slumber Party

No idea what's coming.
       I have a small out-patient event tomorrow and to simplify life (“Please arrive at 5:45 a.m.”!!!) we’re taking Mamie, the queen of separation anxiety, for an overnight visit to the dog sitter. 

Saturday, February 15, 2020

You can't make this stuff up

So there I was in HomeGoods, sifting through the tchotchkes, when I came upon this pretty box.
 I lifted it up, turned it over, took note of the price, and set it back down.

          But something hung in my mind’s eye.

          I picked it up and turned it over again.
          Talk about your mixed messages.

Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Commune Update

·         A week or so ago, someone in the next building opened her front door to an unkempt, dirty guy asking for money, supposedly to go to school. 
    She said,“You can’t solicit here.” 
    He said, “I’m not soliciting, I’m asking for money.”

Monday, February 10, 2020


Yesterday we took a drive to see Lakewood Ranch, a maze of homes that sprawls across the next county.

Sunday, February 9, 2020

Saturday, February 8, 2020

Searching for serenity and style

After a week-long absence caused by appointments and conflicts, I managed to make it to the Y this morning for my Forever Fit class. If only.

Friday, February 7, 2020


Last night we ate with a firm grip on our plastic beer glasses as we watched paper plates wing by like Frisbees.

Monday, February 3, 2020