It's starting to come back together

And now the yellow is done!

Yeah, I'm with you. Be still my heart!

The Painting Project - the white is done!

Before

After

Before

After

Pretty unimpressive, ain't it?

A New look

Whaddya think?

The insult of it all.

That nasty, nasty cat must go.

Love,

Tillie

If I could sing

This is what it would sound like.

Sorry for the comercial.

And I guess it wouldn't hurt if I were totally cute and adorable. But I really don't do cute and adorable. Crotchety and tolerable is more my style.

I love you, Richard!

George Perris - Somewhere by george_perris

An open letter to Richard James Parker

I can’t believe you’re gone.

Did I say something to offend you? You could have just told me. You didn’t have to be so dramatic.

I jest. Drama was your career, but not your life. I have never met anyone more honest or more sincere. Or more stoic. You were who you were. I could accept that or run for the hills. Yes, you knew famous people. I dug that information out of you. But you didn’t stake your worth on people you knew. You were Richard Parker, and you were an amazing man. I am in awe.

I bought a new bed today. The old one was too big for the room and the cats had shredded it and it was sagging. And I bought a new bed today. It won’t be delivered for a week. I can treasure our old bed for seven more nights. I bought a new bed today. Is that being unfaithful?

You were always the one who could keep his act together. Unless it was the passing of a pet; you were as in love with the dogs and cats as I am. Yes, I cry at the drop of a hat. In private that is no problem. In real time, there are some issues. Only once at work today, and that was with a woman I have known for years. All-in-all I am doing okay.

Richard, I still love you. I always will.

Forever, dude!