Perhaps before I yelled “Get out of here asshole!” today at the creature, I should have made sure my neighbors were not around? Today, for the first time all summer, I saw the creature. Actually Zion saw it in the garden. He alerted me by growling at it. Good kitty. It was a squirrel, …
Some one apparently looked up hot glory boobs and found my blog. I guess I use those words together in the same sentence quite a bit? Today’s adventure had me using words such as Galangal, Kaffir, and San Bernardino Ghetto. Today’s excursion involved me driving to San Bernardino. I wanted to make Thai Soup, Tom …
My best friend says I remind her of a hyper chipmunk. She usually yells this at me from underneath a pile of downy pillows in a messy bed in a Las Vegas hotel room after a night of gorging ourselves on German food, German beer and dancing our asses off.. That is …
I ran Glory Ridge on a snowy November morning last week. It was such a gorgeous morning run. All the pines were still covered in snow on the hilltops up near Butler’s Peak. We only got a couple of inches of snow, but it was enough to make the mountains so pretty on …
It’s a Sunday, I’m not at church today. I’m running the formally dusty, now snow covered dirt roads of Holcomb Valley. This open land is so peaceful and glorious to me, it doesn’t matter that I didn’t find myself in a church on this Sunday A.M. I can feel god all around me …