
Daniel,
Danny,
Dan.
Bucky,

Uncle Bucky,
Uncle Dan.
Thunder
(personal best,)
Cuppycake
(only me,)
Stan
(never!)

Daniel,
Danny,
Dan.
Bucky,

Uncle Bucky,
Uncle Dan.
Thunder
(personal best,)
Cuppycake
(only me,)
Stan
(never!)

There’s a tidge of spring in the air.
And here in the Northeastern part of America we are holding a hopeful-breath that perhaps…
Punxsutawney Phil was WRONG!
(#gasp #poorphil)

I am certain our local greenhouse departments are seeing a surge of individuals, strolling through the aisles with songs of ‘garden-planting’ dancing in their heads. Of course, here along Lake Erie, no one dares to even consider planting any fragile plants into the earth until at the very earliest late May or early June. Continue reading “if you hear an onion ring, answer it!”
it’s the monday giggles…

“We’re all a little weird,
and life’s a little weird,
and when we find someone
whose weirdness is compatible
with ours, we join up with them
and fall in mutual weirdness,
and call it love….”
-Dr. Seuss
…and the weirdness simply multiples from there. Continue reading “whose the weirdo?”