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…and a Goat Tied to a Pear Tree


My younger step-daughter protests the practice of consumer Christmases. Presents should spring from the generosity of the soul regardless of the day of the year, she says. And she punctuates her point with goats. Not because she is Wiccan, I don’t think Wicca is a goat based belief system, but because she doesn’t believe we should give gifts according to the tyranny of the calendar. Unless it is her birthday. I am that way about birthdays myself. I am less than thrilled with the goat thing.

She informed her dad recently that she would once again be making charitable donations in our names in lieu of presents and gifting us instead with proof of how our contributions have improved the lives of less fortunate people in other countries.

No, not people in the U.S. Other poor people who appreciate the advantages of goat ownership. I don’t think that it is bad enough in my homeland for suburbanites to consider converting their two and three car garages into mangers – yet. Read Full Article

Book Tag


I have seen this meme played before and thought about introducing it here, but simply haven’t found the time. Now that I have been tagged, the time has found me.

The rules state that you open your current read to page 123, locate the 5th sentence and write the three that follow:

“Maybe we…” Should befriend her, was the unfinished thought.

“Never,” telepathic Jane responded. “She was just too fucking smug, if you ask me, being Mrs. Minister, sitting there like Greer Garson behind the coffee urn, snuggling up to all the old ladies, you should have seen her breeze in and out of that church during our rehearsals,” she said, “I shouldn’t take such satisfaction in another woman’s comeuppance, but I do.”

The Witches of Eastwick by John Updike

And now I wonder if any of my dear readers would like to add their reads? Or blog this meme on their own site?

It is unfortunate – or maybe not – that it wasn’t page 122. Smut. Nothing but smut. It’s a book about the ’60’s though, so what can one expect? The passage above though is quite interesting, don’t you think?

The Master of My Domain(name)


So the girl who has everything now owns her own dot com and dot ca, an early Christmas present from her husband. I have been thinking for some time I either start a new blog or put a different face on this one. Recent events convinced me I had put it off too long, and so Rob went and purchased my anniegirl1138 domain name, locking it down as a com and a ca. Now I need to get serious about upgrading the site and either learning some css or paying someone to redesign my site. Read Full Article