Nearly recovered from the Bunny Business-related exhaustion, I can at last look back at a truly memorable day with some fondness. It’s like labor – you see the cute little faces in the photos and forget the mind-bending pain (mostly). My favorite part of the day was the Spring Celebration activities post-Hunt, themed around... Continue Reading →
The Bunny Business is over. It was a great success. And I am so very tired. My Lupus is not a fan of big, elaborate, multi-day, burn-the-candle-on-both-ends activities. To show its displeasure, my body is now acting out like a miserable, moody teenager. I am so off-kilter that while making dinner last night, I tripped... Continue Reading →
My mother always told me to keep things simple. Spoiler alert: I never listened. Case in point. I offered to "help" with the Village Easter Egg Hunt shortly after we moved to town. Instead, last spring, I was asked to take it over by the sweet elderly couple who live two doors down, who'd been... Continue Reading →
The two most important accessories a Victorian house in the country can have are: Tennis Racket 2. Fuzzy, cute, blood-thirsty kitty sisters Why? These are the tools of the trade for navigating rural life and evicting (by WHATEVER MEANS NECESSARY) its frequent, uninvited visitors. From mice to bats to chipmunks. I never, and I mean... Continue Reading →
Old, Pretty, and Slightly Broken 