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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