updates

First up, (right wing folks better cover your eyes for a sec), the Obama Beads are ready to go! Find them in my BeadShop, under the category Beads For A Better World. Soon there will also be beads there to benefit the HOPE Bracelet Project. And thanks for askin', but I'm not really in need of any suggestions for other worthy causes. Want to raise money for something? I think you should!
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Rick's back is doing better. He still sees the D.O.M. three times a week for acupuncture. It's helping, but there's still a long way to go. At least he's more able to move and walk and even water some plants. He says he's making dinner tonight... I don't know about that. But it sure would be nice to have some of my workload lifted. One of these days it'll all get easier...
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Heidi is settled in and has become a regular family member. We love her unreasonably. She and Lucy are friends, and have even worked out a fair way to dog-wrestle. Heidi jumps up on the couch, putting them a equal heights. It's hilarious to watch. And the homemade dog treats are a hit. They will both come running now when we call them, and can "sit" in unison. Anything for a cheesy treat. I left the garlic powder out of the second batch, even though I think the amount is too small to worry about. I added a little peanut butter, and they seem to be very happy doggies. Want the recipe? It's in this post.


I'm knitting dog sweaters too. She doesn't need them now, but she will in the winter. This one actually went to Seattle, for my son's dog. I thought he might need it for the 4th of July, when it's often cold and rainy there.
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The Vegan Thing. You thought it wouldn't last, huh? Well, I have to give this dietary migration a big thumbs up. We're eating better, tastier, more beautiful food than ever, and we had a better than average diet before. Rick still wants a turkey sandwich now and then. But for the most part we've cut out anything to do with animals. This is bizarre for me. Cheese used to be a huge part of my life... and my thighs. We've had Rick's good homemade pizza twice in the last however-long it's been, with just a sprinkle of cheese, and I don't feel the teensiest bit deprived. I feel clearer and lighter, and even though I haven't kept a scale in the house in years (I think they're evil), I know I'm losing weight. This all suits me just fine. I'm stickin' with it. I know it's not for everybody. But if you're thinking about it, there's lots of good info and plenty of recipes and cookbooks to get you started. Who wouldn't like a little Cashew Paella on a summer evening? Hmmm?
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And the house... oy... We feel like hostages, but at least we're hostages in Taos, and in a lovely house. It sure could be worse, and I know there are "reasons" why we're being detained. One of these days - maybe today - the right person will wander by and say, Hey! That's just what I want! And we'll be on our way so fast we won't know where to start. We were in go mode for a long time, and now we've settled into more of a summertime and the livin' is easy sort of thing. I'm starting to wonder of we'll flail about and wonder why we ever wanted to move in the first place. I'm wondering that now, just a little bit. I know I don't want to stay here. I don't want to get old here. I do want to be closer to family. But I also like to know where Home is. Can't help it. Darn Cancerian Nesting Instinct. Anyway, more wait and see. Thanks for waiting with me.
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That's about it for now. I'm kind of tired. A little dim around the edges. We're showing the house this afternoon, and Rick suggested we get our (my) work done early and call it a day at 3:00, when we have to vacate for a bit. We can take the dogs down to the river and have a little vacation. Really little, like an hour or two, but hey, an hour on the Rio Grande can be better than a week in a lot of other places.