Today I am having one of those days where just one thing spins you around a full 180 and before you know it your day is going in a very different direction than you anticipated. It all started with an e-mail from my mom asking if I was still interested in driving to Alaska from Iowa. …
It has finally turned grey here in the Southern end of England and sort of cold. In fact, if I didn’t have a calender on the wall I would think that spring is now going backwards except for a few things. One is that the peonies are getting ready to bloom. I love peonies. My grandmother …
I finally got some stuff in the mail that I had been waiting for. One of the things came in these boxes: For those of you with sharp eyes, you might notice that the tape on the boxes matches that of a box I recieved prior to settting off for the States. Here’s another picture …
So, I have been a very bad blogger! Are you gonna spank me now? Huh? Didn’t think so. I know that I’ve been bad but I actually have a pretty decent reason for it. I was in the US for the past week+ and I didn’t have a whole lot of internet connection nor time to connect. …
I am fully caffeinated for the first time in about 2 months. Yesterday, I went out and filled big blue (my trusty 52 ounce insulated mug) up with flourecent yellow Mountain Dew goodness and ice and drank deeply. It was oh so good. I think that I finally understand serious drug addiction. So, I was slurping …
It is a rainy afternoon here in the not so lovely (currently) English countryside. Actually, I don’t know if rain is exactly what I would call what it is doing outside currently. It’s very misty and really closer to a drizzle than a full-on proper rain. Let’s just put it this way, the dogs look …
You know how it seems that you are destined to learn things over and over again only to forget them? I am so that way with getting drunk and staying up much too late and then climbing aboard a Boeing 747 for an international flight. One of these days I’m going to cause an “international …
Every spring, I go a little nuts. I blame it on growing-up on a farm. Spring is when the action is, when things are born and planted. However, here in Florida, spring is a little different from other places. You know, places with real seasons? Planting around here is sort of a schizo affair, with …
Sarah Jane Humke 