Day of awesome

Thunder, rain, hot cocoa, a relatively painless hip, and (so far) totally painless legs. Can the day get much better?

Happy anniversary, Mom and Dad!

Forty years ago today, they said they would -- and they still do. I love you!

Sleep is elusive

I was awakened this morning by numerous puppy kisses -- first by Spanky (the four-month-old cocker spaniel who loves to roll around on my head), then by Mairead (the eight-week-old snuggle-icious rottweiler). Not a bad way to start the day, but I'm still so sleepy. I don't even have the energy to be annoyed that said puppies are currently shredding a Ding Dong wrapper that the Spankster got out of the small trashcan next to Dad's recliner.