And then we were walking down the sidewalk, on another one of the rare and fabulous nights out in the city.  I must have been gawking at something, like my cute shoes, the ones reserved just for the concrete, because at home I trip on the gravel or a heel sinks in the mud, or... Continue Reading →

I've been pretty reluctant to start a blog (again).  I love the thought of writing about the kids, travel, the house, the dog, , the dog's travel, the dog's kids...well maybe not that.  We've already had to have a few discussions about why the dog can't have 'kids'. "Why can't Koko have puppies?" "She's been fixed."... Continue Reading →