A blog full of memories
My friend Katey over at John Tyler Wines wrote a post last week where she started asking men how they would describe their ideal woman as wine. Head on over, have a look. In this world of wine and wine-lover vocabulary and all the discourse on the internet about wine and loving wine, you’d think …
My sister sent this bear warning to me today. She’s somewhere in South America right now. I’m sure she found it somewhere on the internet. You can’t make these things up!
Last week, I published my list of 25 random things about me. And did all the appropriate tagging in Facebook. I couldn’t tag my friend in Yellowknife though, she’s not in Facebook. I tagged her through my blog and yesterday, she sent me her list. When this post feeds into Facebook, I’m going to tag …
I don’t know. Really. I don’t. But I do know that I think I got eight blog hits from the search phrase: “what do you do when your pants are stuck to your knees because of frost bite” You found my category: All about my butt. I just want to say that I don’t …
No really. As much of a havoc the weather is wreaking in the rest of the country (and Canada), not having rain here is a catastrophe. A disaster. Some people aren’t complaining, but they’re not growing our food–and–errr-wine. Maybe if we play a song: