Grace

We’ve been experiencing a weird regular ritual at the old farm-house. Starting about 3 months ago, we’ve received small food offerings on our front sidewalk every month. The items are always fresh and unopened usually consisting of milk, candy, bags of chips and the like. Once was a little strange, but this is now the third time. Originally I assumed that these were accidentally left by some school kids coming home from the elementary school up the street. [Read More]

We have become a serious set of homebodies these days, so it is nice when my friend Iva comes into town. She can always get us out for an evening of fun, like a night of drinks and laughs at the ever eccentric Junior’s. [Read More]

Last weekend Grace, Gwen and I along with Gwen’s friend Alica took a whirlwind tour of my old stomping grounds in Chicago. We were only there for four days, so it was really a short time, but it was nice to see the place again and it was fun to act as a tour guide for Gwen and Alica on their first trip to the city of big shoulders. [Read More]

Unfortunately, Grace, who had been feeling poorly for the last couple of days, woke up really sick on Christmas morning. And I started to come down with a cold as well. So, our activities for Christmas Day were primarily reserved for watching the fire. All in all, it could be much, much worse.

Does it get any better than a warm cat and an evening with my sweetie?