Éirinn go Milis Sé Déag
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day, I’m sixteen years sober!
You Can’t Read That: Sensitivity Readers, Beware
You know what I meant by Church Lady, right?
Saturday Bag o’ Updates (Updated 3/12/23)
I’ve been playing around with iPads, iPhones, and watches.
Creek Nickel
Fifteen years later Donna crossed paths with the wife of one of my instructor pilots, who seemed surprised to learn we were still in the Air Force. She was amazed Donna and her trouble-making ways hadn’t tubed my career years ago.
Expensive(r) Hobby Update
I think I’m ready now to stop adding watches to my collection (I hear Donna saying “yeah, right” from the other end of the house).
Threats & Trespassers
Meanwhile, it’s snowing.
Polenta for Breakfast
Donna made polenta last night.
Way Down Upon the Swanee River …
The title of this post is, of course, from Stephen Foster’s song, “Old Folks at Home.” Which is where we are, thank goodness.