I had a few people email me for a status of some of the bad things mentioned in a previous posting, and, not to sound impatient or anything, but that blog started with the death of Caramel the mouse, and guess what? She’s still dead. The blog posting also included the death of Hoppie, the …
When I first sat down to write this week’s blog posting, my intention was to celebrate the passing of the last warm days in Michigan until probably May. It was to celebrate happy things like garter snakes taking in the last of the sun’s warmth a few days ago. This one was all smiles, too. …
My troubles began about three weeks ago with the death of a mouse named Caramel that cost us $75 while we were on vacation a few months back because our do-good mouse sitter, Melissa, took Caramel to a pet store vet. It was the right thing to do, of course, because Caramel had itched herself …
When my brother said that he’d like to spend part of his Michigan vacation at a county fair, I have to admit that the first thing I thought of was being 7 and nearly barfing while riding those flying swings that go round and round. I remember little else of my first fair except being …
It was in the high 80s in downtown Saugatuck on Sunday and after too much arts-fartsy shopping I happily found myself in the most expensive ice cream shop with seven of my family members. The line was long, the air thick and filled with fudge, the decisions many: which of the 50 flavors to get? …
I was at work in my cubicle when the phone rang and the little old lady said, “Would you stop by sometime this week to look over some legal papers?” “Uh, sure, Mom, what’s up?” “It’s insurance stuff and I don’t understand it.” I stopped by on a Tuesday, which was two days before she …
The problem with fishing is that when fishing goes well, fishermen are usually willing to share somewhat reliable information about their catch, but they often won’t give details about where they were fishing, exactly, and what they were using, exactly, and what color was working, exactly. Indeed, from the average fisherman you are more likely …
Being married to an obsessed fisherman, I occasionally get to spend a bit of time on the water attempting to catch fish. Because “everybody and their brother” goes to northern Michigan on July 4th, we decided to avoid the crowds and fish a couple of local fishing holes. Keep in mind that “local” is the Lansing area, …
It’s Wednesday and I’m in my cubicle at work when the phone rings and a little old lady bursts onto the line with, “I got in an accident and I don’t know what to do, but the young man that hit me just called someone.” “Mom, are you all right? That’s the most …
In 1967 I stood in the middle of an outdoor skating rink in Alpena listening to “You’ve Lost that Loving Feeling” while watching several kids gliding like rockets across the ice. I wore pure white skates with short blades and couldn’t go very fast; the other kids had black skates with long blades seemed to …
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