Tag: friends

If we’re lucky…

We all have one. That friend we never see and rarely even talk to, but we tell ourselves it doesn’t matter. As soon as we see her again, we’ll pick up right where we left off. Conversation will be as easy as it ever was. Old memories will be smiled over. Triumphs, heartbreaks, disappointments, celebrations that have taken place since the last time we talked will be shared. We’ll talk about the changes in our families. The trials and compensations of getting older…

For me, that friend is Debbie. I don’t talk about her often, although I think about her every day. She’s been part of my life since we were eighteen years old.
read about Debbie here

Full Worm Moon

I have a crush on the moon. Full, crescent, high, low, white, red–doesn’t matter to me. I love the moon. I really wished I could have seen the full moon total lunar eclipse on Saturday night, but it was over by the time the moon rose in our Texas sky.

From space.com, some full moon lore:

In this month the ground softens and the earthworm casts reappear, inviting the return of the robins. The more northern tribes knew this as the Full Crow Moon, when the cawing of crows signals the end of winter, or the Full Crust Moon because the snow cover becomes crusted from thawing by day and freezing at night. The Full Sap Moon, marking the time of tapping maple trees, is another variation.

I was too tired and cold to get a really good shot of March’s Full Worm Moon the way it looked over the TimLair. But doesn’t it make you wonder if the Timpire was out and about, his faithful companion Rexford at his side, the two of them on the hunt for…who knows what…

Not really Hobbitses

Yesterday after Tom’s usual Saturday morning with AFH’s Stone Soup, we met the Disgruntled Liberals Club for brunch at The Hobbit Cafe, which at its former location was called The Hobbit Hole. This was my first time at the new place (“new” to me only, as it moved years ago), and the food is still excellent. The company included some of my very favorite people in the world. Only Don, our Founder, was absent. This is always the case when I have my camera. I threatened to photoshop him in to our group picture, but the best photo I have of him is in his cap and gown when he got his doctorate. Robin thought that would be appropriate, but I’m holding out. I truly believe that one day we’ll all be together at the same place at the same time when a camera is present.

Robin surprised us with this:
read more–with photos!

Saturday

I was going to do a post about Saturday, which was today, and all the stuff I did, and even put a photo or two in here. But when I sat down at the computer, I saw a post from Lisa with a photo of her icy window. Then Mark wondered how her photo would look in black and white, and I had to be all, “Oh, me me me me” and photoshop the picture to black and white (well, after all, Lisa’s at work and she can’t use up generator power on LiveJournal photoshopping in the middle of an ice storm, so really, I was SAVING PEOPLE’S LIVES by doing it myself). So then David saw the black and white photo and thought it looked creepy, and in his opinion, the only thing missing was a clown. So then I photoshopped in a clown, and the whole thing suddenly freaked me out so much that I couldn’t post it.

Now all I want to do is crawl under the covers and quiver like Margot when she’s imitating a chihuahua, because until tonight, I didn’t realize that clowns are, indeed, SCARY FUCKERS.

That’s all.

Springage

There are days that just seem like little slices of paradise, and today is one of those. The weather is springlike, and I’ve opened all the windows to let fresh air flow through. Tim is at Green Acres taking care of some things. Because Minute just got spayed and needs to take it easy, he left Rex at The Compound. Even if this makes Margot slightly disgruntled, any day with Rex and my girls is a good time to me. Maybe I’ll get to see Sparky and Minute tonight, too, when Lynne joins us for Survivor night. Dinner is ready and waiting.

A friend got some excellent news this afternoon, and I celebrate that. Although another friend shared some sad news yesterday, after talking to Jim, I’m more hopeful on her behalf than I was. I’m also still happy after the visit with Sugar, Rhonda, and Lindsey last night. I wish every dog in the world could find a good home.

I’m still floating from the e-mail that WHEN YOU DON’T SEE ME satisfied our editor. That’s the kind of news that makes the two projects I’m working on right now a little less daunting. (Yep, Jandy, your namesake is coming along just fine…)

And randomly? From the inside out, Trebor Healey is the SEXIEST man alive–to heck with People Magazine. =)

For Lisa, Mark, Todd, and everyone else who’s tired of snow and cold, here are photos from in and around The Compound that I took while I was doing dog poop patrol today (which Lisa was apparently doing at the same time several states away).

click here if you’re not tired of the whole damn photo thing