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Calvin’s Menu April 12, 2013

Filed under: Change,Dogs,Food and recipes,Uncategorized — lauradegroot @ 4:03 am

I mentioned to my mother-in-law, that there are not a lot of similarities between Colorado and South Florida.  The blue sky may be one exception. It is necessary to acknowledge the differences and find ways to adapt to the way things are here.

Our Colorado home, (still for sale folks – great house – great neighborhood – fantabulous neighbors – make an offer!) had a large backyard which our big yellow dog Calvin spent a lot of time in.  Especially when the humans were not at home.  Here in FL, he always has to be on a leash. When this apartment is human free, he has to remain inside.  I’ve not heard murmuring from him, but have picked up on “the look” which I interpret as his request for leash freedom and wandering privileges.

I will give Calvin props for being the quickest to adapt to our new surroundings and lack of potty privacy.  I’m just wondering if his new menu has anything to do with contentment?   Please tell me what you think after you read what Calvin has consumed in 5 short months:

2 dozen chocolate chip cookies

one large chocolate bar

one roll of chocolate chip cookie dough

1/2 stick of crisco

1 bag marshmellows

1 bag dark chocolate chips

1 bag wrapped caramels (incl wrappers)

2 packets onion soup mix

1 packet dry ranch dressing mix

2 pears

3 plums

1 roma tomato

2 yukon gold potatoes (raw)

1 very large sweet potato (also raw)

I need to clarify, I did NOT offer any of these items to him.  He simply pulled the bin off the shelf and took out some items; helped himself to what was on the kitchen counter; and twice stood on two feet to reach produce in the big bowl.  I do appreciate that he has only tipped the bowl & not caused it to crash to the tile floor.

He may be missing the backyard, but then again, maybe not.

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Girl Who Plays In Trees April 5, 2013

Filed under: Adventure,Tennis — lauradegroot @ 12:31 am

Tennis courts in our new town are plentiful. There is one in our complex and with it comes a free Tennis Clinic on Saturday mornings.  Without a racquet, I showed up at a clinic just to watch.  Cathy shared hers with me that day, then loaned me 2 extras that she had at home.

Other than a few weeks in high school PE, I’ve never played tennis.  After my first two clinics, I earned the nickname, “Girl Who Plays In Trees.”  It was fitting, not funny.  I scrounged through the palm tree forest just outside the tennis court fence at the end of each clinic hour, searching for my poorly hit balls.   The Pro told me that I wasn’t playing softball and aiming for the outfield.

15 plus Saturday Clinics later, I have my own racquet with bright green grip tape and have ditched the nickname.  My tennis savvy hubby will spend time on the court with me now and I admit, I’m making progress.  I have yet to learn how to score, but do understand which lines to keep the ball in-between if I am playing single versus doubles.  I’m not ready to play in a court where each net is not separated by a fence.  I stay out of the trees most of the time, but not always in my own court.

I’m not of the mind set – “old dog, new trick” -but I do think I fit – “middle-age empty nester displaced in Florida lovin tennis.”  I’ts a nice part of the adventure.

Need a vacation?   Come visit – I’ve got an extra racquet.

 

 
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