As a nationally ranked tennis player, I’m constantly working out. Most of the time seven days a week. I guess you could say I’m addicted to exercise. However, I detest going to the gym. Yup. Hate it! I prefer my mountain bike to a stationary bike, a run on a trail to a run on the treadmill, and my home weights for a gym. So, some karmic force must have…
It’s late afternoon, I finally have some time……. Not doing it now, would really be a crime. So out come the trays and the bone cookie cutter….. I don’t even call their names, nor a sound do I utter. Next comes the peanut butter, oats and the flour…… The whole endeavor, takes less than an hour. So I mix and I knead…..I know they’re going to love em’……. Then I…
Minstantaneous. I know. It’s not a word. But it should be! You know what I’m talking abut. It’s that moment when you look in your garden and realize that the mint has instantaneously taken over. No more sage, rosemary or thyme. Well, they are still there, just buried underneath the mint. I know that everyone says that mint is invasive, but with a little plucking at the beginning of the…