A full day
Little E and me had a pretty full day. … Read more
Little E and me had a pretty full day. … Read more
You can see it in almost every picture here. More caffiene is required!
From the boy who didn’t want to stop wallowing all over his cat to get dressed…
…to the dog who couldn’t be bothered to wake up in the guard shack…
…to …this. For some strange reason I decided to pay in cash today. If the little PIN pad thing is so sleepy that it shows us this, I’m worried that it’s going to try to charge me elebenty zillion quatloos*.
You know we’re going downhill when the car manufacturers give up on poetic names for their products and just put phonetic spellings on them instead. (But I kid the owner of this unfortunate Mountaineer…)
* again.… Read more
A visit to the vet with more than one patient is never fun. Or cheap.
Obi has a bucket.
Due to all the VWORPing going on around here, the time-space coordinates of the contents of the white bucket have been distorted a bit. But trust me when I say that some of the rarest goodies at OVGE will be found here. … Read more
They tell me my invite was lost in the mail. Not buyin’ that story.… Read more
…he who falls asleep on laundry hamper has stayed too late past clothesing time.… Read more
The Three Who Rule… will now take a catnap.… Read more
Christmas Eve was pretty jam-packed here at ye olde Greenhaus. As expected, my wife had to work all day, but this didn’t mean the boys were sitting around the house all day. After eating (and watching The Polar Express), it was time to make one last pre-Christmas run to the PO box, and then swing by the store to pick up a few necessities that couldn’t wait for the stores to open up again on Monday or Tuesday, namely kitty litter. As it turned out, we also had to visit the tire center at Wal-Mart because I had a tire that was almost completely flat when we set foot outside the house this morning. Sheesh. Nothing like relaxing on Christmas Eve, is there? And trust me, this was nothing like relaxing on Christmas Eve. … Read more
Five years ago today, I lost my big beautiful brown Arabian horse. It was, and still is, one of the worst things I’ve ever seen with these eyes in my entire life.
I still miss that big beautiful horse. She had health problems that forced us to give up on trying to breed her (which, for most folks, eliminates the only reason you’d own a horse of that age), and she wound up becoming a great big pet.
I remember her laying down and letting me sit next to her and lay my head on her belly on sunny days. Or just strolling around with her following me. She knew I was “her person.” I only had her for seven years, but you’d swear we’d grown up together. I had never owned a horse before. And the way it all ended… I can never own a horse again. I love horses, but this just broke my heart.
I wish she could’ve stuck around long enough to spend time with Little E. I think they could’ve had a special bond too. I would’ve trusted her with him – she was always very gentle around me.
In a way, her replacement showed up the same day – we weren’t even taking applications yet. And the boy loves that cat. There’s some small consolation.
I still miss that big horse.… Read more