Yesterday was the kind of the day that makes me remember why I love living in New England. The taste of fall was in the air and it was the perfect hiking weather. While my boyfriend was at work, I picked up his high-energy Weimaraner and took her to meet up with a few friends and their dogs for fun romp out in the country.
The dogs met up for the first time and got along smashingly. They had a grand time running through the fields, fetching sticks, swimming in the water, and wandering around in the woods. By the time I got back in the car I had a tired, happy, and well-behaved dog that I got to share a really wonderful afternoon with. I felt very lucky to have a bond with such a great dog.
It hasn’t always been this way. Continue reading
My car has seen better days.
She’s missing a hubcap. Her newly replaced bumper from her accident has been quickly marred by my neighbors’ repeated failed parallel parking attempts. I’m pretty sure her doors are used by people in parking lots to bounce their own doors (and carriages) off of for fun judging by the amount of dings and paint transfers. Her sideview mirror is glued on courtesy of the snowstorms of two winters ago. I haven’t washed her exterior in…ever. I can’t see out her side windows due to dog nose smudges.
She’s been around the block a few (billion) times. Continue reading
A student came into class today at the tail end of a “bear of a week.” Things had been crazy since last week’s vacation, she was struggling to put together what was supposed to have been easily assembled furniture, and to top it all off, when she got to yoga class she realized she had grabbed two tops instead of a top and a bottom.
Luckily, I had just transferred a ton of yoga clothes into my trunk so I was able to outfit her with a pair of cute shorts.
Anyway, as we were talking about her frustrating struggle with the piece of furniture, she made the comment that “At least age has taught me when I need to stop.” Continue reading
Some days it’s really hard to find something to write about. Other days I am overflowing with ideas and inspiration and feel like I could write a novel in one sitting. Today my brain feels a bit sleepy and empty which I’m sure has nothing to do with last night’s Cabernet Sauvignon.
I’m confident I used up most of my thoughts while chatting my brains out during the process of consuming it. Continue reading
When I was younger, I was high maintenance. I would require multiple trips to the playground during the day, one parent walking me around during dinnertime while the other one ate, and 3 bedtime stories before I would actually be able to settle in and sleep for the evening. Needless to say, I required a lot of entertaining. A lot. My parents often joked that the reason they had my sister was because I needed someone to keep me entertained.
I don’t really think it’s that far off from the truth. Continue reading