girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

Category: Miss Ruby

  • Ruby takes a break from packing.

  • Shoe Traction Devices Severe Weather Travel Kit Puffy Coat Doggy Coat and Boots

  • Ruby's favorite things to do in the new fallen snow.

  • Quite possibly the cutest pictures I have ever seen! Welcome home Zepper! My brother Thomas has a dog, I couldn't be happier for him. Tom's lucky, he can bring him to work and his apartment building is very dog-friendly–he had no excuse not to have one. I don't know all of Zepper's story, he was…

  • I did my back in again this week. On Dad's advice, I got myself a "nifty little garment", aka a back brace. Soooo sexy. Just about as attractive as the grunting sounds I make when trying to pick up a pencil. I can't bend, I can't turn, I can hardly walk–I'm doing the 'back pain'…

  • There's nothing quite like hitting the open road with your dog–sun in your face, wind in your hair… steering wheel gripped with your knees as you struggle at 65 curvy miles per hour to open a jar of peanut butter so your dog can lick it off your fingers when climbing through the pass at…

  • Mom: I picked up your dog's doodle today. Me: "Doodle?" Mom: Yes, her, you know…doodle. A woman who rates her farts at night from the other room ("That was a TEN! Did you hear that one Kate?") has to use a euphamism for the dog's business?

  • Mom: I just want you to know I picked up your dog's poop today. (grossed-out face, tongue sticking out). Me: You walked her? That's great, thanks. Wait, haven't you always picked up after her? Mom: No, I never told you that. I always left it, acted like I didn't see her doing it. It was…