George, Maybe It’s Better if We Just Stay Inside

For some unfathomable reason, that will be discussed and debated until I’m a million years old, the hubby and I decided to buy a house without a backyard fence.  I have always sworn that I was never going to be in a home that just anyone and their grandmother had access to, but then we stumbled upon a perfect little house that fit our personality exactly.  There was just one other problem.  Besides the not having a fence thing, there was also a very prominent “the neighbors are just fifty feet away in every direction” thing. It just so happened…

If I Have to Look at that Sign for One More Day…

It’s that wonderful time of the year again where the air is getting crisper, leaves are delicately falling from sleepy trees and we are all forced to drive by forgotten political signs that will probably stay in the same place for the next six months. Where they will live as mud is splashed onto their colorful lettering; where they will huddle as snow collects upon them and slowly turns cardboard to mush; where they will sit idly by as various animals stop to take a piss upon them. Yes, it is a beautiful thing, to see democracy in action; to see people caring…