Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Today, a man who can completely block all light from entering my office doorway just by planting himself in the entry stopped in to tell me about his morning. He grabbed my hand and said, "See the size of your diamond? Well, I passed a kidney stone the same size this morning. And, the second one was a third of an inch long and thinner."
An octogenarian friend of mine told me she sleeps naked and never gets cold because she has a down comforter. Plus, her husband loves it!
Tonight, I was chatting with Neighbor Terry after our walk. Riley Dog was waiting patiently on his leash as we flapped jaws. As we turned to head home, Neighbor Terry said, "I think Riley just peed on my foot." Droplets did adorn the sidewalk where her foot had just been standing. Riley Dog, it is NOT nice to pee on your friends!
Now, I'm off to see what my friends at GLEE have to say!
Monday, September 13, 2010
The USO of North Carolina hosted the Freedom Ride on Saturday. Chewey, the dog in the photo, rode along with his Daddy on the 80 mile ride. Chewey was rescued from the pound. He was the Belle of the Ball in a canine/biker babe sort!
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
before heading off to the RBC Center for a motivational speech.
I love my job!
Duh moment...I forgot to have someone take a picture of me with Colin Powell!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Everybody in our family has different hair. My brother has long, straight hair, but he thinks it looks best short. His hair is brown, sort of like mine. My dads hair is short and obedient. He doesn't even have to comb it. My mom has somewhat curly hair, and she always spends too long getting it just right. She has to use a curler a lot, but I think it looks fine how it is. Her hair used to be a sort of blonde but it has been a hundred different colors since. It seems to change with the seasons. At the moment, it wants to stay a sort of reddish brown. My hair, well, everyone in my family seems to want to have the same hair as me. It is long, but unlike my brothers hair, it is more curled at the end. My hair, like my brothers hair, is brown, but I think his is darker than mine. Even though we are all different, we are still a family.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
He heard us, but wasn't bothered by our presence!
Dasher had eaten all of the hydrangeas he could reach and was on to the weeds!
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Admit it! You read the title and couldn't resist reading it! Right?