Six months ago we headed out to see this dog we'd found on petfinder.com. She was described as a medium-sized cattle dog mix. We got to the place - the home of a couple plus 50 dogs - and were overwhelmed by the cacophony and disorder. There were dogs in the picture window, dogs all along the fence, dogs coming out of the windows. They brought this dirty, terrified girl out on a leash to meet us. She was what we'd consider large, and she was predominantly chow. She didn't know anything about this leash thing on her and she didn't seem interested in us at all. We thought we'd just go meet her and see what we thought. They thought that since we had expressed interest, we'd be taking her home that day for a trial run. The wife really loved this dog and didn't want to give her up but decided we were good people and reminded herself that they got into this in order to find homes for these dogs, not keep them all themselves. So, after talking for a while, Brandon coaxed this creature into the back seat and home we came.
The dog we met that day and the dog she's become couldn't be more different. The easiest change is she's clean and shiny and her nails are clipped and her pads are smooth. She's not scared of the leash. And she is exceptionally interested in me. (And will be in her papa as soon as he gets home to give her the chance.) And the best part of all, she and her big brother get along like gangbusters - a sea change from her first week in his house.
Happy Puppy-six-month-a-versary, Shane, we're glad you're here.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Puppyversary
Monday, January 30, 2006
Not the Memphis post
Friday, January 27, 2006
Pride
"Last May, a US man found a severed finger in a tub of ice cream, then refused to give it back to an injured employee so it could be reattached. Instead Clarence Stowers, of North Carolina, took it home and put it in his freezer as evidence in legal action against the store. A week later he offered to return it, too late for surgeons to be able to act."
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Beale St.
Click on this picture to see all my Memphis trip photos. I'll write more later, late for Scrabble!
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Now here's a fundraiser I can get my lips on

Monday, January 16, 2006
Art imitates life, or something like that

This is today's Ballard Street.

This is what Shane did. It's titled "One Hour" since that's all the time it took.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Scrabbled Thursdays
I am going to visit another southern town next weekend - Memphis. Our friends Vonnie and Wendy live there along with Quentin's girlfriend, Georgia, and her new brother, Jack. We've not seen them since their move a year ago. We'll be doing touristy stuff and taking lots of pictures and generally causing trouble. Stay tuned for a report. I'm flying there out of Raleigh, which is a couple of hours from here. I leave mid-afternoon so I can check the pups into detention and drive up without having to get up early - a big selling point for me. I also get back mid-afternoon which nicely facilitates a trip to Costco in Durham. I am excited about this to an embarrassing degree. Really, I'm telling everyone. It's just sad.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Gingerbread recipe
8 oz Plain flour
1 ts Bicarbonate of soda (baking soda)
2 ts Ground ginger
1 ts Cinnamon
pn Salt
6 oz Butter
6 oz Treacle (honey)
4 oz Brown sugar
6 tb Milk
2 Eggs
2 oz Sultanas (golden raisins)
2 oz Almonds; flaked
Sift the flour, spices, salt and soda; and then stir in the fruit and nuts. Melt the butter with the treacle and sugar on a low heat. The mixture should remain coolish but the sugar dissolved. Add the milk and stir in the eggs. Pour the warm mixture into a well in the centre of the dry ingredients and mix thoroughly to form a batter. Pour into a greased and lined 2 lb loaf tin. Bake at 325°F / 160°C / gas mark 3 for 1 1/4 hours. This is a fairly heavy recipe and may sink on cooling.
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Gingerbread
Sue told the story of her father's arrival in New York from Italy. All three times. He ran away to America twice, and was followed and brought home by his father twice, before marrying Sue's mother and sailing here a third and final time. Sue was able to find the scanned image of the ship's manifest from that final trip on
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Homecoming
Brandon is coming home NEXT MONTH! Wow, that feels so close. He'll be home at least a couple of weeks earlier than we anticipated. I'm very excited and a little nervous. I thought I had more time to procrastinate on household projects. Turns out I'll have to get to work here if I want to finish what I started. I have done some work every month, but my pace has certainly slowed since the initial burst. Oh well, I suppose I prefer having him home sooner than time to lounge about. :)
I was cyber-stalking friends and family the other day and found this beautiful picture of Brandon's best man, Tobei and his wife Nihan. This is Tobei's homecoming in 2003. In not too many weeks, I get to do the same thing.

Monday, January 02, 2006
I finally got my hands on her!
Jocelyn could not be more darling. So sweet and so warm and so little! She's still young enough to be passed all around and that's exactly what we did with her on Christmas. Scott and Judy realized when making gift tags that had better decide what they wanted to be called. The decision was made after much discussion and the choices are: Haku and Grams. Brandon and I weighed in since this will be applicable to our kiddies also. Mom decided that since Dad calls her Judes and Josh calls her Moms, Grams followed suit. Dad was leaning towards Opa, but settled on Haku which is how he pronounced his first name, Michael, when he was a tot.
I offer my praise and thanks to the marketing guy who came up with the idea to sell pomegranate seeds without that cumbersome pomegranate!
We were lucky to have a visit from my friend, Lee. Even luckier for us, she brought her son and her mom. Brandon and I saw Caleb in May and something weird happened since then - he turned from a baby into a little boy. Man, I tell ya, you gotta keep your eye on these babies. Caleb was very mobile and very good at cracking himself up. It was particularly funny to bury his face in the carpet and bite his mom on the leg with his new front teeth. He was snacking on some crackers and you could tell how useful he found those teeth to be. Carol and Lee were treated to a viewing of our wedding album. I figure we can get away with foisting it on people for a few more months before they roll their eyes and push it away.