This week has been a bit busy as we’ve been prepping for our trip down to Kentucky to hang with Mac and Half-Kid Jack... Read More
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… on a letter to my daughter as she graduates college
Dear Mac, I was in the pantry this morning, looking at the pinch pots that have been here and there and everywhere in our... Read More
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… on my very first poem for my husband. after a fight.
I have been asked (many times in my life (by friends and family (and most likely by enemies (but I don’t know (and I’m... Read More
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… on the suspicion of serial murderers in dingleville
It’s lambing season. Yesterday, a beautiful little creature came into our lives. Little and radiant and a gift from Heaven. She was greeted by... Read More
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… on what it takes for photographic excellence
Because I am a wicked professional photographer now, after taking my friend Jeff’s accelerated ‘How to be a Wicked Professional Photographer in, Like, 10... Read More
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… on mattering humans
Some people just matter. And they don’t just matter once or twice, or in the past or you are sure they will sometime in... Read More
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… on the relationship between penises and string theory
It’s a penis made of Skittles. Yep. A Skittle penis. Number-One-Son-Sam was home from college on his spring break for his birthday. You may... Read More
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… on some dogs never learning
Yup, he’s stuck. Again. This time? Marshal Dillon Dingle went into panicked ‘find’ mode when he sensed that Self-Proclaimed-Perfect-Child-Gabe dropped/left on purpose (we never... Read More
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… on a dear, dear world
Number-One-Son-Sam just ate a piece of celery. Stuffed with bacon. Because he can, because as of today he is 20. He has decided, now... Read More
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… on shoveling eggs
So. I’ve been doing a little research on the whole scrambled egg thing. Yes there is a scrambled egg thing! Where have you been?... Read More
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… on disrespecting the dead, german shepherd style
Last week, we celebrated Poop Day at the Dingle house. It was a good day. A productive day. It was sort of like a... Read More
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… on snow shadows
On Monday I headed up to the old Inn to get it stocked with food and warmth in anticipation of my friends Glen and... Read More