What the Dinosaurs Did Last Night. Ooh, says Holly. Avenues of naughtiness I’ve not yet traveled. Five more minutes, please, she asks. I’m doing some research. So let’s see … toilet paper, glue gun, ceiling fan …Brilliant!Hey, Food Lady! Do we… Read More ›
A cold, but gorgeous, winter day here in southwestern Ohio. As we prepare to close out the year and begin a new 2015 chapter in our life stories, we pause to capture one more moment in time. Presenting Miss Holly… Read More ›
There’s no glory in living a life of regret. That’s what I’ve been saying lately as life changes whirl about in my humble world. Because we all choose to make risky choices, right? Even a calculated risk sometimes just doesn’t… Read More ›
Hey, Food Lady, says Holly. Santa called. He wants me to come over to play reindeer games with Rudolph.I can go, right? The Cat told me Rudolph has a big red glow ball that I can play Keep Away with…. Read More ›
Hol-Lee! I call. Here! Time to go inside! I say, as if she can connect these words with an actual command. C’mon, we have to get to work, kid. Here! I repeat. Because I’m hopeful like that. Darn it, puppy…. Read More ›
Holly BerryChristmas ’14 I swear, Pinterest will be my undoing. Last winter I come across a pin of a gorgeous golden retriever sporting a Christmas wreath. That is so fetch [heh], I thought. I can make that happen. So I… Read More ›
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