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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Wednesday, November 05, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ And We Helped


I said helped, not yelped. Though there was a wee bit of vocalizing. 

I took the girls to go vote yesterday. 

Can I just RAVE about dog seat belts? Amazing invention. One end clicks into the seatbelt buckle. The other attaches to the collar or harness rings. They can stand on their hind legs and stick their heads out the window, get down on the floor, wrestle, etc, but they are restrained. LOVE. 

So I seat belted them in and they sucked wind (ha, ha) for the five mile trip. Then I left them with a window rolled down for fresh air. The temperature was perfect, very low 60s. I came out five whole minutes later wondering what they did while I was inside. They were perfect angels. (I think) No one came stumbling into the building looking like they had gotten a sneak-bark attack. 
They both needed a nap after the adventure though. And a treat, of course.