Friday, August 30, 2013
Friday, August 23, 2013
Our doxie Duke (at right) and doxie granddawg Shadow are watching my hubby Clark intently as he ate dinner this evening. In pure doxie fashion, they are "ever hopeful" that he might drop a morsel of food their way!
He seldom does, however. The one who is a soft touch for those pitiful faces would be . . . moi. Yes, I often cave and give them a bite of something that won't hurt them (chicken, turkey, a little cheese, etc.).
Food equals love, right? Well, it certainly does in the South!
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
As one of my Facebook friends pointed out, "grammar pedantry syndrome (GPS)" sounds so much better than "grammar Nazi." Do you agree?
Thanks to my daughter Bethany for sharing this on Facebook!
Friday, August 9, 2013
This pic was taken last night just prior to going out to dinner with our daughter Holly, hubby Philip, and the grandchildren; afterwards, the children spent the night with us here in our new home in Georgia. We've only been here a little over a week, thus the "junk" in the background. We've actually made quite a bit of progress on the home front, with just a few boxes left to unpack. It's been a lot harder than it was when we were younger!
We're taking the grandchildren to the movies this afternoon, after a lunch of sloppy joes here at home, a grandma specialty. Annika, the oldest at nine, has announced that she will help me prepare lunch, and I welcome that--we'll have fun. She's not too young to learn to cook, right? I know she loves to help Holly with meals as well. Alexa and Asher are content to just eat the food for now :).
We're so happy to be living closer to all of them. Life is too short, and grandchildren grow up too quickly, to be hours away. We want to enjoy them while they are this age, because they'll never pass this way again! Duke is a very happy dawg, too--he loves playing with the children and being chased. He's a clown, loving all the attention!
|Kisses with Asher|
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Here is a photo of our doxie Duke inspecting Clark's recently-acquired, extended cab truck. Seems that Duke has given his seal of approval :).
Yes, we survived the move from North Carolina to Georgia, and we're still in one piece. Moving is exciting, but more difficult than it used to be . . . we're not spring chickens anymore! Right now, we've been here at our new place for one week, and we're about 3/4 unpacked, which I think is remarkable. Years ago, we visited a friend eight months after they had moved to a new house across town, and there were still many unopened boxes from their move--so I feel that we've done extremely well in this move.
We're already liking our location in the suburbs of Atlanta. We live in a one-street neighborhood at the end of a cul-de-sac, with lots of trees. I call our place "our little house in the woods." However, we're only five minutes from anything, so we have the best of both worlds.