As I write this, I’m in tears. I’m not quite sure why. It could be a combination of being tired and feeling isolated. For the past three years now, I’ve essentially lived the holidays through others by doing stories for the newspaper.

Road Trip

As I write this I’m in a car headed to Chattanooga, Tennessee to pick up a dog. Yes, another dog. This is a fully-trained dog which is a tool we desperately need. Let’s hope this one works out. It came out pretty

Self Confidence

I admire those people who have self-confidence or are able to simply not give a damn about what other people think. I don’t know why it is that I suffer so from worrying about what other people think. I work my tail

Hurricanes and such

We’ve been in the path of one hurricane that’s already gone through, Florence and now in the path of a second, Michael. Florence did very little here, we prepared like heck for it but we only got rain and a bit of

Writing …

I’m currently taking a class at UNC-Greensboro entitled, “Telling Stories: the Memoir” and it made me realize how long it’s been since I last wrote here. I just checked – March 19! That’s horrific! What good is a dead and dusty journal?

Who Cares?

As is often the case on Sunday nights, I slept badly. I woke up thinking about all I was going to get done today, all I had to get done today and of course, worrying about the future. I’m milking four goats

Delving back into rabbits

I cut down on my rabbits way too much recently and discovered there aren’t many good breeders of Silver Fox in my area anymore. There’s some “breeding” Silver Fox but I put “breeding” in quotes because they aren’t taking care to breed

Editing Film

Between working, taking final exams, taking care of animals, myself and Wally (not necessarily in that order), I’ve been trying to finish up the five minute documentary I’ve been working on since September. While I took a video class while at CVCC,