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Greetings, blog followers, oh ye loyal and much-loved group. Today I bring tidings from Delhi and Ahmedabad where my fearless husband spent half of January for work. His past trips to India included visits to Mumbai and Jamnagar. He liked both cities this trip better...
The “too tired to blog” post.

The “too tired to blog” post.

We decorated the Quacker. Yee ha. Eric working, the rest of us watching. My God, he’s just adorable. #myhusband And then there was glass in the shower! But don’t ask if we’re done. Click to see the culprit, on your right. Woopsie. Hiding his face,...
The "too tired to blog" post.

The "too tired to blog" post.

Phoning it in this week from Los Angeles, where I am in full-on sleep deprivation mode. Clark isn’t phoning it in; he and his partner won Cross Examination in their debate tournament last weekend, and he won outstanding speaker overall. Go Clark! This week,...
Outtakes.

Outtakes.

Someday, some fine day, this will become our remodeled bathroom. In the meantime, electrical problems extend our timeline. Hold me. Enjoying kolaches in Schulenberg at Sengelmann Hall, a place we plan to return for fine dining, biergarten, and dance hall fun in an...

Pupdate: the world keeps turning.

Despite the full time job that is nursing a Boston Terrier puppy through a devastating eye injury, the world kept revolving on its axis this week.  I am thankful, though, that my client called to postpone a work project.  God granted me time to keep an ice pack on...