The Big 25

It is that time of year again where I get eat as much cake as I can stuff into my mouth and no one can SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT. It's pretty much my favorite day ever. I mean, who doesn't love cake?

I'm feeling a little ambivalent about this birthday. A quarter century is a long time to be alive. Some people would say that qualifies me to be an adult. I certainly hope not, but rental car companies certainly seem to think so. Luckily they don't know that I've never owned my own car. Well, what they don't know can't hurt them... too much.

Portrait

This is my dog Lissie. She used to beg for food that she didn't even like. Finally I would break down and give her some, and she wouldn't eat it, because of course she didn't like it. But then she would beg for more! If you're eating it, then it must be delicious. Such is dog logic.

She passed away last week. Not entirely unexpected, as she was 14 years old, but I still wish I could have seen her one last time. You will be missed, my Lissie.

Be still my heart

Happy Birthday to a very special lady! She is such a giving, generous soul. Literally.

Miss you always, Meghan!