I enjoy learning things about just about anything. Many of the non-fiction books I enjoy the most are ones I walk away knowing things I didn’t before. So when I saw What Einstein Told His Barber by Robert L. Wolke I thought I’d found a book for me. Continue reading
Day 7 was the tour of the Naples Underground. Let me say if riding in the front of the bus on Capri was a thrill Naples downtown in rush hour is just terrifying. Continue reading
Spring is trying to make an appearance here in Wisconsin (despite the three inches of snow we got yesterday) which turned our minds to adopting a dog. I’d been surfing the various pet rescue and adoption sites sending photos to Mike. We saw this one Molly that appealed to both of us and I sent two e-mails. However, bad dog didn’t reply. She disappeared from the sites and we figured she’d gotten her forever home. Continue reading
That morning started out much better than the dash about going to Capri Morning. Got up in time to have coffee and breakfast before heading off to the Mozzarella factory. Walking to the meeting point I saw I was going to be about 5 minutes late but since it was a bus not a boat I wasn’t worried. Continue reading
Yes we are hammering away at our recorded movie backlog. I mean really what else are you going to do on a cold March evening? Looking for something light, we chose RIPD. It fit the bill for light entertainment.
We have a lot of movies to watch at our house. You see our cable company gave all subscribers a free month of HBO. Top this great offer with Mike’s love of movies and that gives us an 80% full recording cable box. He even taped a plethora of chick flicks and I don’t like chick flicks. Apparently he does or he’s trying to get in touch with his softer side. Either way, it just about a movie a night around here.
One he taped I’d never heard of Being Flynn. Continue reading
A bearded Iris is my favorite flower. It has been for as long as I can remember. I think this is why. I loved it when the irises next to our driveway in Greeneville, Tennessee in were in full bloom. It was a riot of color and scents just my height. One of my fondest memories of living in town (besides having playmate just across the street) was the bloom of the irises followed by the big old lilac bush at the corner of the house. All are gone now.