May 12, 2010
Here it is, months later and I am just starting to wake up and start living again. Losing someone is very difficultt. It felt like I was floating….
Another thing, my daughter says I don’t care about her because I don’t ask questions. My problem is…I will comment or give advice or say some other thing that makes her feel judged. What am I supposed to do.
May 12, 2010
When we were in Pacific City, Oregon …. getting ready to go to a different site. It was really windy in June 09. I could see the ocean from this camp site.
It’s officially Fall here in California but it feels like summer. This weekend is 101 degrees. It’s time to find a swimming hole that me and the dog can enjoy. It’s surrounded with granite rocks, just outside Yosemite National Park. This is what the Merced River looks like in August.
This is my labradoodle. Labradoodles all look different. She has hair, not fur so my allergies don’t seem to mind her being around me. What’s unusual is that the hair never stops growing! I give her haircuts regularly. Her name is Madeline because she is half French and half Engllish, just like me. She is a good watchdog but most of all, she is loveable and loves to please. She’s crazy. We take her traveling all the time. She loves to go anywhere. I taught her to ride alongside my bike. I can tell she is totally freaked out the whole time but it makes me laugh. I take her to the water all the time. She loves to run in but swimming is out. What a funny dog. I have to break out laughing sometimes.