Sick little girl

Rough night last night with one sick little girl. I don’t know if there is anything worse for a parent than watching your child in pain/suffering and there is nothing you can do to change it.



Fall mornings

(photo credit: King Conn)

(photo credit: King Conn)

:: Walking to the farmer’s maket on a crisp Saturday morning with the sun gently warming our faces.

:: Chrysanthemums, I believe, in every shade of the season.

:: Finding “fossils” in the sidewalk.

:: Scoring gluten-free angel food cake for the walk home.

Calling all techies:

So, it would be really, really helpful if one of you could figure out a way to make a sarcasm font. You know, something that would allow me to liberate my inner snarker, but when you moused over the word or phrase a pop-up window would show what I really meant…’cause if I have to explain it, it isn’t really sarcasm.

It would also keep me from guessing as to whether what someone else said was sarcastic or said in all seriousness, thus allowing me to avoid my regular episodes of foot-in-mouthitis….or avoid the whole situation altogether (Can’t wait for the political rant posting season to be over.)

Mmkay, thanks.

Ever had…

….one of those days that look like it’s not going to work, but work out?
….one of those mornings that cause you to mis-step, but make you fight for your footing?
….one of those moments when you wish you could start over, but then you’re glad you didn’t give in?
Yeah, I’m having one of those.