Sweating with the Oldie
Good News, Bad News
Hit the Ground Running
The Adjustment Process
IN MY OPINION
Books Read in 2008
"Dog Eat Dog"
Mefeedia Video Archive
HOPPING DOWN THE BUNNY TRAIL
24 March 2008
There was something little and cute hopping
down the bunny trail today, but it wasn't Peter Cottontail. Some folks
have Easter bunnies. We had Easter puppies. Even when I leave OUR puppies
behind, I can't seem to get away from puppies!
I don't know how long it's going to take before we get back to some sort of
predictable routine for family holidays, but it may be a long time. I
actually don't know where Ned & Marta spent Easter, but I assume with her
family. And I don't know where Tom & Laurel spent THEIR holiday, but I
assume with her family (though since that baby is due any. day. now. -- my
guesstimate is the 24th, which would be today! -- they may have stayed
closer to home. Jeri and Phil were going to be with friends in the Boston
It used to be that whenever someone wasn't with the rest of the family, they
would call at some point and talk to everyone, but now with the family so
scattered, that's impractical.
Walt and I even split up for the holiday. I wanted to be with my mother, she
didn't want to be around a lot of strangers, so she and I were going to do a
quiet Easter together while Walt went to his brother's with all of his
sister-in-law's relatives. As it turned out, Peach and Bob decided to come
to my mother's too and the four of us went out for brunch.
BUT, Peach and Bob recently had to have their beloved 18 year old Mollie (a
shitzu) put to sleep and the best way to heal a broken heart is to go out
and get another puppy. Only they went out and got another TWO puppies.
They are adorable, little fluff balls that reminded me of those net balls
that you can get in the drug store these days to work up thick lather when
you are taking a shower. Or chrysanthemums in full bloom.
It is obvious that these two little guys are very much loved and helping to
mend Peach and Bob's broken heart very nicely. It's hard to grieve much when
you are housebreaking puppies and trying to keep them from getting into
We left Sophie and Tess in their cage and the four of us went to the Peacock
Gap Golf Club for a lovely brunch. We've been there on Easter before and
have spent a couple of Mothers Days there too. It's a lovely setting, the
food is good, and it's a nice place to feel "special."
We all waddled out of there an hour or so after we arrived, after having
availed ourselves generously of the buffet tables (heck, when you pay that
much, you want your money's worth, right!)
(And I didn't get on the treadmill at all today because we left so early and
I had so much to do when we got home again! Bad me. I'll have to do double
While we had a brunch, Walt was having dinner, so he was going to be quite a
bit later picking me up and naturally that gave us time to have several
games of 65 and, after Bob quit in a huff because someone, whom modesty
prevents me from naming, kept winning all the games, my mother, Peach and I
played canasta and, again, modesty prevents me from naming the winner, but
I'll just say that I was very glad that I did not protest too hard, before
the game, when Peach suggested that we play canasta for money.
Walt finally got there sometime around 8 or so and we drove home, listening
to the podcast of Says You on the way home, which was the very best
way to end a lovely day.