Happy New Year, my dear Kernutties!
New Year’s is my favorite holiday, for a lot of reasons, but mostly for the fresh beginning. (I’ve always held a secret desire to get married on New Year’s Day.) I read something today that said we don’t have to wait a whole year, but instead can make every day a Happy New Day.
But, wait! There's more...Looking out the small window of the 737 as it flew into San Jose Airport I saw one thing: Sameness.
Miles and miles of sameness. It was as if someone took a house-shaped cookie cutter and laid out millions of identical little houses on cookie sheets made of grass, bordered by roads of concrete and asphalt. Hundreds of thousands of cars zoomed in between the green blocks of sameness.
But, wait! There's more...Another one of those anniversaries of my birthday is approaching. I’ve celebrated a few anniversaries of my 27th birthday, and even anniversaries of my 29th, but that may have to change.
But, wait! There's more...For those of you who are new here, or those of you with a memory like mine, I have a treat for you. Allow me to present: Ten Things Tuesday on a day that may or may not be a Tuesday.
This living in the country is new to me. I lived in a suburbian ecosystem for many years. That’s not to say I lived an overly sheltered life, but those are stories for another day, many of which have already been published on this blog. Ahem.
But, wait! There's more...It’s been a year since Pye appeared on my doorstep. A year of learning about relationships, for both of us. Yes, I’m referring to my cat as if she’s a person. Please see the tag line under the title of this blog for the explanation.
We’re going to skip what I’ve learned about relationships this past year or so; I’ll save that for another time. Let’s move on to Pye for now, shall we?
But, wait! There's more...Meet Myrtle the Turtle. She’s a baby Alligator Snapping Turtle, and her soft shell is only about one inch long. This is an extreme closeup photo – she’s only about the size of a quarter. Ranger Roscoe just loves her tiny little tail. (you can see it in the above photo)
But, wait! There's more...That’s not one of my many typos — I really see butt cracks. A lot of butt crack, enough crack to swipe a credit card. I changed to a new space at the RV park: it’s on the water with spectacular views of the setting sun. There were two open … But, wait! There’s more…
Before we get started, the title is loosely borrowed from a song that is actually “Hockey, Hockey, Hockey All The Time“. I do love that song, it cracks me up! (Hi Canada! You give good song.) Now, on with the show… It all began when I joined this gang. There … But, wait! There’s more…
