updates soon

Sorry that I haven’t been able to get anything on here. We are okay and so are the dogs. Yes, we are flooded out, but it is MINIMAL compared to what many Houstonians and residents of other cities and communities are enduring. There will be frustrations with clean up and repairs, dealing with insurance and FEMA for home, apartments, and cars–and the expense of it all–YIKES!–but we’ll get there. Right now we are able to stay with Lynne, and other arrangements are being made as well.

Just know that people and hounds are safe with power, food, and lots of water, as well as help from good, good people.

Thank you for checking in on us.

Poor old left behind dog bone in the middle of the floor. There were about a million of these floating around the house and apartments. They and all dog toys and dog beds are trashed. Nothing that’s been in nasty flood water touches the hounds! It’ll be like Christmas when we go home and they get all new stuff. Their stuff will be replaced long before people’s stuff. As it should be.

Button Sunday

I don’t know why this button makes me laugh so hard, but so be it.

Early afternoon one day, Jim and I were sitting in the office drinking coffee and talking when I spotted a female cardinal under one of our trees. Jim turned around to watch for her and was rewarded by the sight of her mate in his gorgeous redness. He’d never seen a cardinal “in person,” so hey, Houndstooth Hall is like a nature preserve. (We won’t talk about the sighting of the palmetto bug about the size of the cardinal…)

The day we went to Body Mind & Soul, I was studying the shelves of Tarot and other cards to see if anything caught my eye–and the animal spirit guide deck did. There was an open box for interested shoppers, and when I turned the deck over, the card on top was the Cardinal. Jim and I locked surprised eyes; Debby spotted an unopened deck; and Jim made a gift of it to me. Now I need to learn how to read and lay out this deck in my leisure time. (ha ha, leisure time, so funny)

Photo Friday, No. 558

Current Photo Friday theme: Orderly

For a while, we’ve been including CD binders among our holiday and birthday gifts to Tim so he could get his music collection in order. He has filled up a couple of the binders, but it’s one of those projects that requires more leisure time than his job and board membership give him. So Tom has been alphabetizing Tim’s massive CD collection and putting them into the CD holders. I can’t wait to see how many holders are filled when this job is over. And then I can’t wait to start ripping some of this music because OMG TIM HAS EVERYTHING.

Monday, Monday

It’s raining, but we need it, so no complaints.

Marika– Debby planted the moonflower seeds a while back, and some varmint immediately began digging in the dirt to make a meal of them. But at least some of them are finally sprouting, so there’s hope yet. Fingers crossed!


This is NOT the varmint. This one’s busy doing other things.

through the years

In the years after Steve died in 1992, I always took a cake to work on his birthday. Sometimes Lynne made the cake, sometimes I did. After I didn’t work there anymore, I still made him a birthday cake, and there have been many different friends who’ve shared his birthday with us, first at The Compound and now at Houndstooth Hall. This year Steve’s birthday fell on Friday–usually Craft Night–but The Brides are in Austin for softball, and Tim is housesitting. So it was only Tom, Debby, Lynne, and me, a nice gathering to celebrate Steve’s life. As happened long ago, Lynne was nice enough to decorate the cake I’d baked. Steve and I met through the bookstore where we were both managers, so I used the book cake pan and the usual Winnie the Pooh characters with a bookish theme. Lynne did a great job–and we all did a stellar job of eating it!

Later, it was a breezy night so we lit tiki torches with some mosquito repellant and enjoyed conversation on the patio. Tim’s dogs stayed inside to keep company with his little foster dog Leo, who’s still recovering from pneumonia. The rest of the pack, along with Lynne’s, wore themselves out playing in the yard. We like to pretend we moved here for the dogs to enjoy a big yard. But honestly…