living

Today had all the makings of a bad day.  Mittens that felt funny, bloody noses, last minute bathroom trips.  Slowly things started to turn around. 

 

It's a terribly blustery day today.  I love terribly blustery days.

 

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On Saturday, as I was leaving home to run some errands, I got a call from a girlfriend.  She was at a thrift store. Could I come and look at a dining room set she found?  Was it different-cool or different-yuck?  It was different-wonderful.  Also, these chairs were there.  So I brought them home to my little old lady living room.

 

 

When my dad died, I felt the need to make all sorts of drastic life changes.  We did not move.  I did not get a face tattoo.  But we did get a dog.  I looked for Naida the Scottie.

But couldn't find her.  But I did find him...

 

 



 

Scotty the Schnauzer.

 

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