Today I lost the streak of Luck which has orbited my life like a second moon for the last 10 years. (She had just finished doing my taxes, photo above. Bless her soul.)
My Lucky Dawg – who showed up on a cold winter night in 2007 – left us today, but she created hundreds of good memories and a warm feeling that will remain with me forever. I think Teddy, Cajun and Tubby (my other meaningful departed furry friends were waiting to welcome her at the end of the “Rainbow Bridge” as she crossed over. Her human mother (me) could be heard in the background begging for her to come back. Continue reading
The headline should have read “From great to greater”. Every time I think about the Mississippi State women’s basketball performance at the final four last night, I start to cry. I cried right along with Morgan William last night when she was grabbed by Coach Schaefer.
These are the times that try men’s souls and those of an occasional woman.
At first I thought I was suffering from postpartum depression but I had my last child in 1974 so that couldn’t be it. Could it?
Then I thought it was a result of eight rounds of chemotherapy which probably destroyed all my endorphins along with the cancer cells. Could be.
I overheard this marvelous news last night while lounging on the sofa eating popcorn and bemoaning the fact that I’ve gotten zero exercise (except sauntering from the back door to the car) this entire year.
But the year is young and I almost walked out and howled at the full moon when I heard these latest findings on exercise. No need to sweat and grit your teeth for hours in a gym or jog across town every morning at sun rise. This is the best discovery since potato chips and salsa. Continue reading