Tag Archive | The Little Housewife That Coud

A bitter-sweet Sunday for a proud COW

It’s another lovely, southern California Sunday, at home with my Lovey. Our last, for a while. Mos refuses to acknowledge Father’s Day, and merely growls at The Commander when he attempts to snuggle him. He’s kind of  a shit like that. The Commander is a little behind schedule with breakfast; he’s always in charge of […]

O, The Places We’ll Go…

The Commander and I just came back from an epic, much-needed adventure in Utah. It was our first break together in nearly two years. We’ve had a few long weekends here and there, but not a proper getaway where “Vacation Commander” could come out. I’ve missed Vacation Commander. He’s a riot, and I haven’t seen […]

There is beauty in the broken

I almost titled this post “I blame my mother”, but then thought better of it. I’m a collector, I always have been; I get it from my parents. Last year, I took a trip to the Lelanau Peninsula with my mom, aunties, and cousins. One day we took a walk on lake Michigan, and in […]

It’s A Mosiversary

He was advertised as a Shi-Zu, but he’s actually a Lhasa Apso. When I met him, Mos was malnourished, had a skin condition, a hernia, and was (and still is, apparently), allergic to life. Nevertheless, it was love at first sight. He was rescued from the streets of one of the Carolinas. His long hair […]

Hey, it’s been a while. Let’s catch up.

I have seriously been neglecting this blog lately. I don’t know if it’s the Georginess of Summer, or that I’ve been traveling and have no lap-top with which to blog my thoughts while on the road, or… Squirrel! My cousin-friend used to write her brilliant-but-short-lived blog on her iPhone. I couldn’t do that. I go […]

Let the juices drip

I’ve declared a ‘Summer of George’. Of course, The Commander would point out that it’s really more of a ‘Year of George’ for me. The Commander, who came home last week, will be heading west soon and once again leaving me to my own devices. Without a husband to take care of, I’m not really […]

A Ship, a Shark, and a Shitzu

After a lovely week together, The Commander has once again gone away. [insert sad-face here] We didn’t do a whole heck of a lot in Norfolk. When The Commander wasn’t in school we mostly just sat contentedly next to each other and talked, read, or watched the boob-tube. It was nice. We did have a […]