Christmas presents. Oh, I hate shopping for Christmas presents. I have a very small family to shop for, but still, I feel like I am never good at picking out presents for them.
They are not bad critters, especially with sawmill gravy. (Steve Butler)
Recently Jim O’Neal, retired Brookwood High School teacher, mentioned on Face Book a raccoon had attacked one of his dogs. The raccoon tested positive for rabies.
It is that time of the year again. The April, May and June showers have certainly brought spring flowers— and grass and weeds.
You all know how I feel about cooking. I really don’t mind cooking, as long as you do it. A kitchen was included in our house, but it was strictly for resale value.
Who is she? What is her name? I know you have one in your life. In this day and age, we all do.
I usually try to make these columns a little humorous. After all, our lives have enough bad stuff, why not laugh as much as you can.
Any of you who know my son James will understand that Snell and I are very lucky to have only four cats in the livestock pen, AKA our house. Each and every one was a foundling and has his or her story. All of their stories deal with jerks– humans.
It is beginning to look a lot like Christmas – and it was just Halloween! I understand that there are only eight weeks between Halloween and Christmas, and that during that time we have to squeeze in Thanksgiving. Retailers make the majority of their profits during these weeks. I do understand all that. However, I hate Christmas shopping. I really do.
The names of some of the people involved have been changed to protect the incompetents.
This is a true story. My husband’s cousin Charles has been sick for some time and he died sometime early morning on January 6.
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