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February 15, 2007

 


Yesterday was several memorable things: freezing cold, Valentine's Day and my sister, Miranda's 40th birthday. Today promises to be significant too as Miranda is in the hospital in Brooklyn, well-dilated and about to pop out her first child. We don't know its gender but are very excitedly hoping we'll meet him/her/it later today. It'll be nice to have a new family member.

Patti is housebound these days. Even her scooter can't make it over the drifts of snow that are piled up at every corner. Our dogs have a love/hate relationship with the snow. They love to run around in the park, cavorting and sniffing. But the salt that the local janitors spread with such abandon stings their paws and hobbles them. I carry their little sweater-clad, sausage bodies to the park and dump them onto the lawn so they can frisk about. They come home full of energy, shedding their sweaters with a shake, and madly dashing around the house.

Comments

You paint the picture that I Love. Can you teach me and remind me to see your way? I Love You even if today isn't valentine's day!
CH

I love your examples of what you put into your illustrated journals. It spurs the rest of us on to express in our own individual way (perhaps all the while wishing we could render as wonderfully as you do). I'm always so grateful about your willingness to continue sharing everyday matters.

Danny,
as for dogs paws irritated by salt from the streets, when I had my dog, I would dip her paws into a lightly soaped warm water container right at the door as we came in. It helps greatly! Poor dogs!
Ingrid

I hope you guys get a break in the weather soon. I've been watching on the news and I am very glad to be in SoCal. Danny, Thank you for sharing your book, your blog, your lives and for making everyday matter. I am really enjoying the group and the blogging, not to mention the drawing. Deborah G. EDM

Well, let's hope it's not Cousin It. :)

My sis had two babies in the last two years, and they didn't want to know the gender, either. It was great fun for us in the waiting room, eagerly awaiting the verdict. The surprise factor is priceless.

Best wishes for a healthy newphew/niece/unidentified creature.

Dog booties! I'm up here in the Yukon, following the Yukon Quest sled dog race, and many of the dog wear booties.