My Orega-do
Actually , I think I look more like Gilly. Oh, well. “Sorry :)”
Actually , I think I look more like Gilly. Oh, well. “Sorry :)”
I was looking for accessories to dress up my old cruiser, when I found an old Schwinn for the price of fenders alone. So I bought it instead, and…
In Episode 18 I show progress on Seaglass and Driftwood. one of my other loves- cheap vintage cameras. I give you a tour of a few and show some favorite pics I took.
“We’re turning over a new leaf…” My mom often said that when I was a little girl. What she really meant was that I needed to turn over a new…
As if it’s not enough that there will be a new X-Files series starring Duchovny and Anderson, that Longmire returned via Netflix, and that some of the cast of Firefly…
This week I got behind on… everything. I could list all of the things vying for my time: the boring and the fantastic, but I can sum it up with…
We have a new addition to our family. No, it’s not a new baby, despite the way things appear in my latest knitting photos. She’s a tiny kitten that found…
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Must be something in the air. I'm uber grouchy lately too. I really do think I'm just ready for summer. Down to with getting off to school(s)…up with lazy mornings before heading to the pool!!
Is it wrong that I laughed at your list of annoyances? Not at you, the humor, girl! You are a funny lady.
What is it with the neighbor kids screaming outside my window and playing shootout in my driveway? They have their own driveway! Chased them off just last night. Again. Must be universal.
Don't even get me started on FB. Grrrr…always the same handful of people posting the same boring minutiae. There's the chronic complainer, the one who "Checks in" every hour, the bragger, the farmers, etc. Much prefer Twitter. Concise and to the point.
Clever and cute photos. Love your orega-fro. That made me smile. Hope your Friday and weekend is enjoyable.
Okay! So, it's not just me. You know, I think I was worse as a kid. I was like a crotchety old grandma stalking down the halls of my highschool. Guess it's just a phase- reaction to a too busy week.