Wednesday, October 31, 2018


I have had a string of awful days of late.  No misery, though, even close to losing Rupert yesterday.

As with Erin a few weeks ago, it was sudden. He hung on for a rushed trip to the vet, but let go there.

He was a wonderful, sweet gentleman.  This house is noticeably very empty today.

Saturday, October 27, 2018

#Chewy Influencer, October --- Feline Report

My cats LOVE this food.  LOVE.  IT.  Those of you who have cats know that Fancy Feast comes in little cans, so other cans and other brands are more economical.  Still, I'll buy this for special.  In fact, I'm already envisioning a box all wrapped up under the Christmas tree. allows me to try products each month in return for real-life reviews.  No money is exchanged.

Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Some Stuff

I've never been too much for Halloween, but this arrived the other day and tickled me.
I subscribe to a monthly succulent subscription service, and this was this month's offering.  Very clever.

Thank you for your kindnesses about Shari.  I didn't hear from her for a while, of course, as she was sitting shiva.  She seems a bit shell-shocked yet, which is understandable.  My goal is just to help her however, whenever.

There's very little knitting going on.  I started and stopped a linen stitch scarf with sock yarn leftovers at least nine times before finally deciding to punt and just knit a pair of socks.  I've had a diagonal scarf on needles forEVER, using yarn that, coincidentally, Shari sent me.  Right now, it is atop my record behind me, waiting patiently.

Tap and I have started an obedience/training class;  we go each Sunday afternoon.  He did really well the first week, not so much this past Sunday.  We'll stick with it, though.

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Tap Lessons

Fall asleep wherever.  Even if your face gets smooshed.

If you're outside on a breezy day, sit down facing the wind and let it blow your little ears back. 

Never use your bed to actually sleep.  It's basically just a frame for Cuteness.

No matter how many times someone says, "It's only rain," refuse to go outside.  Lie down and do.  not.  move.  All eight and a half of your pounds can provide surprising resistance.

Trust your big brother to watch over you when you nap.

 When you are your very most tired, RUN AROUND THE HOUSE, chew on anything you can --- furniture included --- try to play with your brother and sisters, take your mom to almost the end of her rope, and then crash.  Do this all day every day.

When nothing else is working, use This Face.

Monday, October 15, 2018

#Chewy Influencer, October --- My Eyes Were Bigger Than His Stomach

These "maze" bowls are supposed to keep pets from eating and/or drinking too quickly.  Tap, as you can see by how blurry his head is in the photo, sometimes eats too quickly.  When one of my choices for products to try at home this month was one of those puzzle bowls, it seemed like an excellent opportunity to try one out.

I maintain that I read all the product description more than once, and thought I had requested a "small" bowl.  Obviously, I did not.  This is as big as he is.  Therefore, I can't really provide a review, as he could not use it.


I am allowed by to request products for an in-home trial each month.  No money is exchanged.  Only my honest reviews are required.

Saturday, October 13, 2018


Mark L. Goldstein, beloved husband, father, and leader of the Lehigh Valley Jewish community passed away on October 11, 2018, after living with cancer for an extended time. He was 60 years old.
Mark served as the executive director of the Jewish Federation of the Lehigh Valley for the past 16 years.  
The son of a Holocaust survivor, Mark committed his entire professional career to Jewish communal service and his life to Jewish causes. At 6-foot-3, he acted as both a literal and figurative pillar in the Jewish community and was an inspiration to all who knew him.
Mark is survived by his wife of 34 years, Shari Spark; his beloved children, daughter Carlyn Piasecki, and her husband Jason, and son Ezra.
Contributions: In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Jewish Federation of the Lehigh Valley or the Lehigh Valley Health Network Cancer Institute.

Wednesday, October 10, 2018


This is not the post I set out to write today.

My best friend's husband has gone into inpatient hospice care as of this afternoon.  He had been receiving cancer treatments up through last week, and Shari had hoped to take him home today, but he's too weak.  Also, the hospice staff said she and their children simply wouldn't be able to take care of him there.

She sounds exhausted.  And stressed.  And worried and scared and angry.  Both of their children are home, and it sounds like lots of co-workers and friends are around as well.  She sounds relieved to have help, and grateful for their concern, but tired of having to be social and brave.

If you've been here long enough, you remember the trip I took to Pennsylvania a few years ago to see Barry Gibb.  (And meet Bridget.)  That was Shari.  Her husband bought the tickets for the two of us.

She and I have been best friends since 7th grade.  Mark has been her only love.  You don't need to leave comments here, necessarily, but I would ask you to think about them.  She's seen me through an awful lot, and she deserves peace of mind and peace of heart just on principle.  Thanks.

Saturday, October 6, 2018

Raining and Pouring

Just to get it out of the way, allow me to say I am more disappointed with the state of politics in this country right now than I have ever been.  Disappointed to tears. It's despicable.


Last night, I managed to crack one of the arms of my glasses, which necessitated an emergency eye exam and new glasses purchase today.  I got the absolute cheapest frames, but my final total was still in three digits.  It's my lenses.  I am desperately near-sighted but also need progressive lenses.  I did opt for a 2-for-one-price deal, as my sight is so bad, if I misplace my glasses, I need to wear glasses to look for them.

Tap and I have enrolled in a training/obedience glass.  It starts a week from tomorrow.  He's very mouthy (as in chewing on furniture).  He's yappy and nippy, too.  The vet said that getting him out, getting him used to socializing, will help that.  I took him to Petsmart yesterday, just to walk him around in a new place, with lots of people and several other dogs.  He did really, really well.  He did snap at one person who sort of charged up to him and tried to pat his head.  Other than that, it couldn't have gone better.

Thursday, October 4, 2018


As different as my children and I am from one another, our tastes do line up on occasion.  Hannah and I are thoroughly (and some say, disturbingly) fascinated with serial killers and murder.  As such, The Silence of the Lambs, both book and movie, were right up our alley.  She told me some time ago that I would really enjoy the TV show, "Hannibal," and even convinced Briton (who is decidedly NOT interested in our ghoulish pursuits) to watch it.

Now, Briton and I relish good acting.  We adore the not-in-the-spotlight actors and secondary characters in pieces.  We can, almost without fail, pick out which performances the other will truly appreciate when watching a movie or a TV show.  So when Hannah got him to watch "Hannibal," he lasered in on the performance of Hugh Dancy.  Well, I'm watching now, and, yes, Dancy is astounding.

So, watch it if you'd like.  It's on Amazon Prime.

And my second recommendation is "Godless" on Netflix.  Beautiful to look at, with lots of great performances, including by the woman who got me to the show, Merritt Wever.

Tuesday, October 2, 2018


Rupert Harris Dean

Tap He-doesn't-really-have-a-middle-name-yet-but-I-like-"Tommy Tune"-for-the-irony Dean

Monday, October 1, 2018

About Time

The weather isn't saying much about it, but the speed with which it is starting to get dark here says that Fall is nigh.  Thank goodness.


For some reason, this year I am constantly moving Christmas stuff around the house.  I'm not sure why things are so unsettled, but they...