It's so strange though. Hard to process it all. Even harder to know what steps we truly need to be taking, where the line from preparation and panic lies anymore. Not sure how to make this new reality fit into my world. -Brittany Mackenzie What's the count? This is the question we wake up... Continue Reading →
Things I Overheard While Talking to Myself # 7
"That's good chicken." When we were younger my brother would call every meat "chicken". He'd take a bite out of burger? That's good chicken. He'd eat some fajitas or ribs? That's good chicken. Of course we got tired of correcting him and he loved how it annoyed us so much that when we... Continue Reading →
A Tale of Two Blues
315,155,280. That is approximately how many blades of grass there are in and around the area of the apartment complex that I live in. Give or take a couple. How do I know this? Did I Google it? Nope. Well maybe a little bit. But I assure you I did that only after doing extensive... Continue Reading →
It’s the little things
A couple of days ago I was leaving the house to go write at a coffee shop. Wait. That's a lie. Sort of. Okay, not really a lie. Well, I mean I was leaving the house. I was going to go write at a coffee shop. But I was not leaving the house because I... Continue Reading →
The Dog Owner’s Life (Blue)
I often wonder about all the things I and my daughter Lauren say in our home that we might not ever have said had we not adopted our dog Blue. There are things spoken in the house of a dog owner that are simply not spoken in other places. Sure, some of the things said... Continue Reading →
Baby Blue
Sometimes I look at Blue and wonder where he came from. The dog shelter said he was a stray, but couldn't tell us where he was picked up. They only had him for about a month or so when we adopted him and guessed his age at a year old. He was labeled as a... Continue Reading →
Talking to Blue, again.
A few blog posts ago I posted about 10 of the things I tell Blue every day. After that post I realized that Blue is just about the only living thing I talk to nowadays on a regular basis, in person at least. Sure I text, message, and email all kinds of weirdos all day... Continue Reading →
Top 10 things I tell my dog
Since getting a dog I have noticed I talk to him a lot. We don't actually have conversations. He doesn't talk back, of course, but I talk to him anyway. I guess I talk to him because dogs, unlike cats and teenagers, actually listen. They always seem very interested in what you have to say.... Continue Reading →
Me-not you- and a dog name Blue
The other day, for reasons still unknown to me, I allowed my daughter Lauren to convince me that we needed a dog. We didn’t need a dog. Nobody “needs” a dog. But she had been crying about it for a while and one day we found ourselves driving by a local animal shelter and, under... Continue Reading →