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A long-running personal blog shared by two authors with completely different approaches to life. And a lot of large, beautiful photographs of dogs and nature and places we've traveled to. Rich in commentary and irreverant in style. 

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We started blogging a long time ago. Our work hours never aligned with recommended psychotherapists and we needed to get our thoughts out. We are great friends, total opposites and long-time housemates. This was a way to communicate. With each other. With strangers. With consumer marketers. With sub-par meteorologists. With distant friends who wanted to see pictures of stuff we were up to.

This is the place. Our bucket of thoughts to share. You are welcome. 
(We realize that most of you are here for the dog pictures.)

Quest for Deflation (get'yer bets in now!)

Healey

Me - “I’m going on a diet”

Yenny – “mmm?”

Me – “Yes! I am going to completely play by the rules this time. Nothing but Dust and Air will be allowed to enter my system. Ever again. I am going to be SO thin people are going to worry that I am dying of a contracted disease. I can’t wait.”

Yenny – “mmm… {insert annoyingly long disinterested pause} So what is the name of this diet?”

Me – {insert intentional overdramatic glare} “…it’s Nutrisystem. I haven’t tried this one before. This one will be different. I am going to be SO THIN. Really thin. You are going to worry about me (for new reasons).”

Yenny – “…mmm. How much did that cost?”

Me – {insert visual of me scratching the air in her general direction like an attack cat at the lack of enthusiasm.}

So I devised a way for Yenny to be interested. I made my weight loss a gambling event for her. (I need her to be on board with all my ideas or I feel like they are crappy and insignificant. I imagine Warren Buffets wife has similar issues.)

The game is this – I have to lose at least 3 lbs a week. For two months. So 24lbs over 8 weeks. This can totally be done.

But there is the small issue of our annual Dysfunctional Family Vegas vacation next week. That should serve to be a VERY challenging for me. I will be the one drinking in the hotel gym while ON a treadmill. You laugh  - but it is not beyond the realm of possibilities.

Yenny has just taken record of my first week weigh in and is already bringing up diminutive rule setting qualifications to entertain herself. She embrace’s being a judge more than anyone I know (anyone other than her sister and sister-in-law). I’m sure they will form a committee on this running of this wager and I will lose weight from anxiety. 

But as of week one – I am down 6lbs. It was actually slightly more than that  - but there was a ‘rounding issue’ that has a new statute set in place to handle the recording of partial numbers. (Phew – glad that was handled.)

Later I will ask Yenny to re-explain the part of this wager where I could potentially lose $ if I cease to deflate my mass.