
I dig it baby. This is my moment.
And without warning my Car Guru fantasy shifts to thoughts of slipping into and drinking in deep gulps of the swimming pool waiting for us at home…
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
I dig it baby. This is my moment.
And without warning my Car Guru fantasy shifts to thoughts of slipping into and drinking in deep gulps of the swimming pool waiting for us at home…
Introducing our bird, our only inside animal, Bobby Pacino….
You can just call him Pacino. Or Peekaboo. He recently turned six years old and is a really good and loving boy through and through. But he is messy. I mean, he is like a toddler crossed with Animal from the Muppet Show in the middle of a tornado. That kind of messy.
In planning my herbs, veggies, & flowers early this spring, I found a proverb that struck me:
Here are spinach and strawberries in my garden, not theirs. Theirs would not be riddled with grass like this.
When my middle-little-brother-who-actually-seems-like-an-older-brother and his lovely wife had their first baby…