ElaInMay's Blog
ElaInMay
- Location
- Georgia,
- Birthday
- May 11
- Bio
- reader (so many words, precious little time) artist (sometimes I only create messes) mama( 1 teenager, 1 Jack Russell pup) I am energetic, inspired & often just lazy...trying not to disappear while still here...
MY RECENT POSTS
- not beyond right now
March 18, 2009 01:26PM - they aren't saying...
March 17, 2009 02:21PM - Living With Luna(cy)
March 10, 2009 02:44PM - what I thought I was doing...
February 25, 2009 03:59PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Grace in that journey
too, thanks for the
invite.
You have located a
perfect cath…”
May 08, 2009 08:33AM - “Imagine if we could
control the leaving...we'd
never let
anyone go.
Monte
said it…”
April 20, 2009 11:41AM - “Well done, Calhoun. A
bow of respect to all of you
who
practice(d) those heroic
a…”
April 15, 2009 10:28AM - “Yes, it is for the love
of the job. Or love of the way
words
unite to express
tho…”
April 02, 2009 12:03PM - “Calhoun, someone is
always profiting from someone
else's
misfortune. You're not
t…”
March 26, 2009 03:35PM
ElaInMay's Links
not beyond right now
This morning I brought little Luna in to visit my office on her way to the vet. She joined us a few weeks ago with ringworm on her tiny nose and we are undergoing stinky dips for the cure---I say 'we'---she is the one being dipped, we just have to smell the stink… Read full post »
They aren't saying anything.
But I'm the accounting "department" and I've seen the writing and well, the numbers, they are all in red. I also answer the phones since the other office personnel were let go last year. I really miss having people around who disagree with my politics. This off… Read full post »
Living With Luna(cy)
Training a deaf dog is not a job for the lazy, the weak or the weary.
I would be willing to wager that training a hearing dog is not such a simple process either, but there is one distinct advantage. I know I'm not tipping any excellence meters with my methods. I am ritually… Read full post »
what I thought I was doing...
It only lasted a little longer than a month.
But for the first time in my adult life I was without a warm, rumbly, furry body to cuddle on the couch. There was no water bowl to freshen and no kibble in the pantry. No kitty in the morning bathing my face… Read full post »
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