I'm not going to apologize...I've been chasing alligators and dreams...but I have worried...I've been...stultified...and today...I made this and I liked it very much so I am...back!

I know - it's hard to see...but it is appropriate I think...this is my month...I am an Aries!

Some people talk about their bucket lists...the 100 things they want to do before they die.

My concern is with my bus list...the 100 things I need to tell someone in case I get hit by a bus...

Maturity is when a lettuce is taken out of its plastic cover from the fridge and is eaten...because if you don't eat it, it rots.

Maturity is fun, funnier, funniest...

Maturity is eating the whole cookie at once rather than taking it apart...

Maturity means getting a real bed...
And turning the fouton back into a fouton...

I'm rather excited!

I think one should be leery of an Internet offer promising a university degeree at home...

It would be hubris not to post this picture of Lyric sitting on my lap...but please understand that the sweater I am wearing...is very warm.

I have just come back from Fernhill...a farm in Northumberland County, Ontario. This farm raises Scottish Deer hounds...I spent a good hour with one of them sitting on my lap whilst I massaged him. Sitting on my lap is a relative term. This dog is a champion...and stands a good three feet tall...or more. If I am sitting down, we are nose to nose. He had parked his hind quarters on my lap. I actually have a picture of this but I refuse to post it. In fact, I refuse to post any pictures which include me. Why?

I realized when the owners of said farm sent me the pictures that my issue is simple. I have always wanted to be a six-foot-tall model. The fact that at 71 I can finally accept the fact that such a wish would demand a genetic miracle has led me to ignore the lies in photos. I now think that I am a six-foot model despite proof to opposite. At 71 I have the privilege so to do.

The topic is humming birds...and I have no pictures of humming birds so when in doubt, a flower will do. A note from the west coast. "Had to chisel ice off the humming bird feeder or he was threatening to dive bomb the window and moaned about having no appropriate boots." I like the ambiguity of that sentence...did my friend or the humming bird moan?