What? Again?

I barely had time to breathe during a four-day Memorial weekend, let alone publish a post. But, as I let the chemicals turn gray to a lovely shade of dark mahogany brown, and before I visited mom and spent the beautiful blue-sky afternoon with girlfriends, I found time to begin this rambling story. Natasha said to me on Sunday, “There’s always something to do,” and she’s right. Always. And I wonder how that happens to a single, sans children adultRead more

Oh Hey…I Don’t Hate to Go

I’ll be leaving on a jet plane Wednesday afternoon. D.C. bound. I’m ready. Well, almost. First I have to undo the dent that Queen Ziva put in my suitcase with her nesting body. Then I have to pack the rest of my clothes. And I have one more day at work. The last week has been very tiring with attempting to get projects completed on time. I was at wits’ end on Friday, but today my mood is lighter. PerhapsRead more

RunOnSentence

I’ve been extremely busy since my last post and I wanted to tell you why because I feel you should know that I thoroughly enjoyed the birthday weekend because it was filled with friends and family and fun and music and food and adult refreshment and lots and lots of laughs and silly birthday cards that were totally appropriate because Gibbs is a stinky butt (sometimes) and Ziva is a bag lady, so Saturday was a fun day beyond expectations, notRead more

The Build of Summer

THIS is the view outside the bedroom patio door. I stood facing the northeast, with a bit of a zoom setting, in order to take this photo. Nice, huh? This used to be a field filled with a farmer’s crop and the daily gathering of geese and sandhill cranes. Not any more. It’s the new Costco, in the building stage, almost in my front yard. This mess started in June with a monumental landscaping, earth-moving project. From there, they movedRead more

It’s All About Her

It’s all about her. Ziva rules, Gibbs drools. Gibbs has been a naughty boy of late, more so than normal, so he’s taking a respite from celebrity. Ziva ponders the goings-on and noise over in the field. The “beep, beep, beep” of heavy machinery plowing earth woke us up at 6:30 am on a Saturday morning – a day when I prefer to “sleep in.” Costco is building next door. It’s apparent that Ziva, nor the remainder of the humans andRead more