Thursday, November 29, 2012

Wednesday, November 28, 2012


She ate a hole in the living room carpet, chewed two chair legs on my favorite Queen Anne, and terrorizes our older dog by running up behind her and thrusting her snout between her legs to hoist her onto her back.


Her rambunctiousness has even affected her big sister, Sunny Bone-O, otherwise the meekest, mildest dog on the planet.

But we love Maisy, who we call "Mai Mai," and enjoy doing that even more now that we know that means "little sister" in Chinese. Wonder how they say "Devil Dog"? Probably "Mai Mai," also.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012


Happy Thanksgiving, you adorable turkey!!! :>)

Wishing you a delightful day focused on friends, family, food
and the Giver of all of the above!

Tuesday, November 20, 2012


I was telling my dear friend how much I wanted everything to be really nice this Thanksgiving weekend, with the whole gang home for a rare treat. As busy as our young adults are, we only get one or two weekends a year with our whole family of nine together. I wanted them to make beautiful memories and remember the sights, sounds, tastes and smells of our home at its very best.

But there was one snag in this dream: our two Labradors, Sunny Bone-O and Maisy Mayhem. In the evening, they love to lay at our feet just as their dinners are digesting and . . . well . . . nature takes its aromatic course. Ewwww!!!!! Major buzz kill.

The culprits . . . last weekend, awaiting a hunting trip.
By habit, they leap into the car the minute they see the
camo stuff coming out so they won't be left behind.

But my wise friend to the rescue. "Don't you know about doggie fart pills?" she demanded. "Go get some at PetCo."

How far I've fallen! I used to get excited about the prospect of diamonds and pearls, a trip to Monte Carlo, a new Ferrari . . . but now the brightest star in my constellation of hope and enchantment is to know about doggie fart pills.

Oh, well: takes all kinds of blessings to make a happy and memorable Thanksgiving. And I'm already plotting how to sneak a few pills into my Beloved's milk to make our peace and contentment complete.

Monday, November 19, 2012


In the wake of all the Hostess Ho-Ho hubbub, I was telling my dear friend about a nutrition speech I once attended. The speaker, a physician, listed the 10 biggest food no-no's. Of course, I was a "perp" in all 10 of them. I think he wanted us to eat nothing but seaweed burgers on kelp bread with a side of crunchy, natural crickets' legs, or some such ickiness.

One of his no-no's did strike home with me, though. It was about the preservatives in many snack foods. Do you REALLY want to put that stuff in your body? He told of cleaning out his garage one day and finding a package of Hostess Twinkies 'way back the corner on a long-forgotten shelf. It had to have been purchased before his nutritional epiphany. By his reckoning, the Twinkies must have been there for more than 20 years. But he could feel through the plastic packaging that the Twinkies were STILL SOFT!

My friend replied drolly, "And his point is . . . .? I'd say that's a pretty spectacular shelf life, the mark of a very good product!!!"

Ewwww! Then again, maybe the company could reinvent itself as a WRINKLE CREAM!!!

Thursday, November 15, 2012


I've started to think about having a few extra food products on hand for long-term storage, just in case things go South in a bad way.

So I've started looking at expiration dates at the stuff in our (badly named) Lazy Susan. This one, on a can of cooking spray, made me smile. I'm all set for almost 100 years!