Guy's blog about life with pets in northern mich. for Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Up here in “Godforsaken Wilderness Forest”, there is a mythical creature the Chambers of Commerce invented to bring money and tourism into the area. It’s called “the witchy wolf.” Marilyn was reading to the kids, an article about a foot race run each winter by masochists, and watched by sadists. It's called "the Witchy Wolf race." D. J. believes most anything said by anyone not called Grampa. Of course Marilyn and Ivy delight in scaring the daylights out of him by threatening to feed him to the... Sign in to see full entry.

Each weekday morning Marilyn awakens her grandkids for school. As we are all in our waterbed, the kids (six & eight) are spoiled rotten, cranky and loud with their complaints, I wake up too. Nothing I say changes anything or ever will, so I usually just endure. When DJ grows to six foot four, like his worthless, waste of oxygen father and Ivy develops her mother’s axe handle wide butt, Marilyn will finally clear out the other bedrooms for them, I bet. If four people and a dog share the same bed,... Sign in to see full entry.