Looking Up

Natasha came into my bedroom on Saturday morning, while I was getting ready to meet a friend for breakfast. We started talking about the heat outside and the A/C inside and then Natasha looked up and saw something crawling across the ceiling. She thought it a spider, but it wasn’t, and never mind about that. Ziva was laying on the bed, per standard, and Natasha said to her… “Why aren’t you looking up?” The admonishment continued… “You should be lookingRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: Breakage

“Save the pieces!” It’s a phrase I use when something breaks: I rarely use it on myself. When I am the culprit, it’s most likely “damnitall” or “sh*t” “shoot.” Anyhow, if the term sounds familiar, you may be reliving the 2006 release of “Leave the Pieces,” by The Wreckers. That was a #1 song on Billboard and successful album from the duo of Michelle Branch and Jessica Harp. Unfortunately, even with the success of this album, they went back toRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: Sometimes…

As written in an email this morning to a colleague: “Sometimes I feel like a rabbit running from the fox, veering left and right, all the while forgetting where I dug my hole.” The colleague replied that we need a wise owl to guide us. I reminded her that owls eat rabbits for lunch. This is in response to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. Head over to her blog and join the fray!Read more

One-Liner Wednesday: Ode to Cat

“And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend, I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.” ~Ode to Spot, by Data~ That shall also be my ode to Ziva, queen of the castle and belly rub temptress. This post is in response to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday series. Feel free to run over to her blog site and join in on the challenge.Read more