I was appointed chief pooper scooper and doggie-sitter while my sister was away on vacation last week. If you’re a faithful BBFF (Blessed Blog Friend Forever) – and I do hope you are – you may recall that I lost my own dear four-footed bestie, Fenway, in January. Sigh. I couldn’t miss him more. ...
Just Gravy
So there I sat at the dinner table the other night, watching Spouse eat, and suddenly realized what a bad, bad influence I’ve been on him. When I first met Chuck way back in college, he was a food Nazi; never would he allow his mashed potatoes to intermingle with his meat and heaven forbid a rogue ...
