Souvenirs

I only packed a carryon for my trip to Southeast Asia because I was going to be changing planes twice and staying in three different hotels. There was very little room to bring back souvenirs for the girls, and I while I was trying to figure out what to get them I decided that going [...]

My welcome home

The next time I leave I’m afraid I’ll return to a small pyramid fashioned out of giant dried turds.

Some levity for a Friday morning

My very own Snuffleupagus.

Down dog

This is the extent of all the yoga that goes on in our house. Unfortunately it hasn’t cleared the mind of the one who practices it.

The dog whisperer

The pack leader who understands the sequence: exercise, discipline, affection, treats, snuggles, more treats, maybe even a massage.

That time of year again

The annual collaring, and this time it’s pretty badass.

Yes, I am still keeping an eye on you

He is really, really upset with all this unwanted attention. Can’t we all go back to hating each other and stabbing our voodoo dolls?

From him to you

So much love from his little corner of Utah to you.

La la la la!

This is the reason peanut butter was invented.

The most wonderful time of the year

Christmas colors in May, a perfect metaphor for these next few weeks.