Monday Musings

I tried to post this yesterday but I was so damn exhausted that I could only stare cross-eyed at my computer. It’s still Monday somewhere right?


My dad turns 83 today. 83! This weekend Bill and I went out to visit them and take my parents to dinner to celebrate. And while I was happy to spend time with them I’ve come to the realization that my dad has turned into a Fox News–addicted, Obama-hating, Tea Party-favoring, opinionated, cranky old man.

Talking to him can be exhausting.  His opinions are the only ones that matter, and forget about even trying to have a two-way dialogue. Not going to happen.

He’s 83 so I guess he earned that right, right?


I just came up with a fabulous idea for a blog. Because that’s a good idea, right? I can barely write over here some days weeks so what I need to do it take on something else I don’t have time for. But trust me—it’s genius. I have to come up with a name for it though, so once I figure that out, I’ll let you know what I’m going to do. (Don’t you hate when people tell you something without really telling you anything? Me too.)


On Wednesday I send Penny away for a week and a half.  This is much to Gracie’s delight, by the way.  She gets to pretend she’s an only dog again for a few days until she is ape-shit bored. Then she starts begging for attention 24/7, which most of the time I don’t mind, but it’s hard to sit on the couch with the laptop because she’s up there in my face, putting her paws on my keyboard, preventing me from writing. (Yeah, that’s my excuse.) Or doing much of anything other than scratching her ears. She’ll even try to bat at me with her paws so I’ll wrestle with her because she misses Penny so much.

Until Penny comes back. Then she goes into a whole different kind of funk.

Gracie snoozing on the tile

Meanwhile, Penny is road-tripping to Layton, Utah, to compete at the National Specialty. Hundreds of Samoyeds as far as the eye can see. This year, I’m actually going to get to go for a few days. I’ll get to go out next Wednesday and stay until Saturday. I’ll miss her in the weight-pull competition (I feel like I entered her in Strong Man, not a dog show), but I will be there to see her compete in beauty conformation next Friday, the 14th.  Hopefully she does well, because Mama can’t handle it anymore.


I think this is my new favorite blog. I don’t remember how I found it, but it’s totally inspired me to try canning.  I have visions of myself making scrumptious homemade jam and designing Martha Stewart–worthy labels and giving it out for Christmas. My luck I’ll end up giving everyone salmonella or something equally bad instead. The fantasy life I live in my head and my reality are often lifetimes apart, but we’ll see how it goes.


Meanwhile, the Paleo Diet is turning out to be a big fat fail for me.  It’s my fault, though. I sort of skimmed the diet online and decided that I was going to try it, but I didn’t really research it as much as I need to. I need to find a good book and then spend some time figuring it out. I was having a hard time eating lunch because I wasn’t packing it, so that makes things a million times harder. I was hitting Whole Foods and Gelson’s at lunch because they have good quick selections but that’s getting expensive. And I’m bored.

I did learn a couple of important things in my initial foray: Cheese is the devil for me. And so is most dairy. I’m still not willing to give up my lattes in the morning, though. Sorry. I went without coffee for a couple of days this weekend and that just didn’t go well for Bill. I tried soy, but didn’t love it, and while I didn’t hate the Almond milk, it doesn’t have the creamy, milky consistency I love. It’s sort of like flavored non-fat milk.

So back to the beginning I go.


  1. Mary says

    See, my Dad is 80 and he is the same as your Dad. It must be the “8” thing.

    Sad that you are sending Penny away. But for a good reason.

    Can we get more hints about your new blog? Can we help you name it? :)

  2. says

    Hi Mo, I’m Zumi from Sweden and was yesterday looking for Mojito recipe. I googled Mojito with Tequila ( as all I had available and prefer it to rum. anyhow the first or 2nd Tequila on google ? Was great (check out) you make your own sugar mint syrup. So here I am day after NOT RIGHT TIME FOR A TEQUILA HAVE TO DRIVE BLA BLA, and it’s 1020 am in Sweden. SO decided to put my syrup in fridge for future and felt something about recipe not ” perfect ” and just happened on you ! So in Sweden we have Club Soda which is much ” softer ” than Club –, plus / look will get back to you on this, in a hurry. IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN FILM THRIVE NOW FREE ONU TUBE DO NOW ( takes 2 hours ) trailer 4 mins. I saw with my son and his family last week ( one 17 and one 14 Yr old).
    A must do I just love your style of writing and you have just inspired me to blog too and Please when I tried to sign in on Widjet WHAT IS TO GO ON HTTP LINE ..? Must I have webpage ?? Thanks for any advice ps I am an Ascension freak person having studied 5 major Internet sites on subject since 2010 in oct. I have just resigned from teaching refugees Swedish to work full-time for Gaia our beloved mother/ My balcony is turning into outdoor summer room ( with he’ll of e lot of ( enjoyable ) work ) and frost risk not over so many plants still indoors waiting for 10 degrees in and OUT hopefully around 20 th May. And NOW TO THE POINT I have two types of mint growing there and +++ bear with me / on Island of Ibiza last July where I stayed in my sisters beautiful rented home I had my very first Mojito and adored it now officially my fav drink ( mixed one which don’t norm like ). So must go can you help withnthe Widjit rules!? My English is good cos I came to Sweden aged 20 in 1972 from Dublin Ireland warm regards Zumi.

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