Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Makin' cookies

With Grandma Sue.

Donuts and dreams.

I think I might suffer from some kind of identity crisis. Everyone else’s lives always seem far more interesting than my own.

I was at a breakfast at Boon Fly CafĂ© the other day with a colleague. This is not an everyday outing for me. I’m lucky to eat a hot breakfast any day of the week, and a restaurant meal is always a treat. Plus, it is a known fact in Momland that food made and served by someone else always tastes better. Anyway, as we were about to bite into the Boon Fly’s famous cinnamon sugar donuts, served hot from the fryer, a youngish couple without children came into the restaurant.

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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Sweet treats

My Spanish class with the senior citizens rocks! Check out the treats
one of our students brought today!

Monday, December 14, 2009

I Spy quilt

A quilting friend of mine made the most amazing quilt for her grandson. It's an I Spy quilt -- each piece has a different image inside it. No two are alike. I think it took her over a year to complete. What a treasure.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Face the facts Missy!

Reporters at our newspaper have had the distinction of being the target of scathing and frequently bigoted postcards from an infamous local letter writer.
Collections of her plain white postcards, scrawled by hand, and without return address, have been taped to computer monitors throughout the newsroom as a dubious badge of... honor.
I had not had the pleasure of receiving such a missive, but secretly always wished I would. Today, my wish came true. I will treasure this forever.
(Letter below. Original story link here.)

Jennifer Huffman:
“If you want to humor a mentally deranged woman having a love affair with her dog, that’s between you & them but, please don’t hold up crazies as a “cute” human interest story. Napa has already gone to the dogs with most of its population fixated on four-legged animals who now have the distinction of being passionate lovers of their owners & vice-versa. It’s craziness parading around in the owners’ own fantasies. These fantasies have materialized into brazen public displays of passion & adoration between mentally confused owners & their bewildered, overfed dogs, majestically pooping in our front yards & in the messy homes where they are adored by sick people. Face the facts, missy!”

Pam Reid

Monday, December 07, 2009

A Fairy Tale.

We have a fairy in the house. You know, fairies — those tiny woodland creatures that traditionally wear cute little fairy clothes, have iridescent wings and usually travel with some kind of sparkling wand.

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