Brave new world.
I have an appointment today at 3 P.M. at my bank.
No more stopping in unannounced!
I used to walk my dog Ginny and pop in to make a quick deposit, have a cup of tea or coffee while Ginny enjoyed a biscuit and water inside the lobby. I knew the tellers and they knew me. It was one of Ginny’s favorite stops.
Another aspect of my life that I have to plan…
Really, it’s not such a big deal. Just another change to my way of life.
Happy Monday!
Lori
I slept in on the first day of the New Year.
That is, until 6:30.
Usually I am up by 5:30 to read and relax by the fire on wintry days.
I headed downstairs to start my day. I turned on the gas fireplace.
As I was settling in with my book and coffee I realized my dog Ginny was missing. Continue reading “Loving an old dog…”
A lovely scene as day breaks in Portland.
The snow slows everyone down a bit. Continue reading “Snowy Day in Portland”
Maybe you can explain this to me.
I rise early to take my dog Ginny for walks before the temperatures rise.
I have a floor fan that she sleeps in front of most of the day and evening.
So, why when we are outside does she lie in the sun rather than the shade?
After all, she’s the one with the fur coat!
May marks the two-year anniversary of Ginny coming into my life. As a rescue dog, she came with some issues. Continue reading “Ginny Ain’t Misbehavin’”
One of my spring rituals is to moan, groan and make everyone within a ten mile radius perfectly miserable as I get in the mood, find time for, and finally settle down to do my taxes.
If I would carve out a nanosecond of the hours I spend kvetching, I would be done in an afternoon. But no, I follow the same playbook each year which may be another definition for insanity. Here is my foolproof system for the dreaded tax day! Continue reading “Render Unto Caesar”
Lori Greer in Portland 