So many years ago, Mojo bought a tea plant. A real, honest-to-gosh, pluck-a-leaf-and-throw-it-in-boiling-water Camellia sinensis sort of plant. It was all part of her continuing quest for self-reliance and self-sufficiency; she thought maybe if she could have a personal source to supply her caffeine addiction it would be better than relying on The Man.  MORE Mojo! »

...so, what else is new?

One thing Mojo likes about where she lives, way out in a rural area, is that her neighbors likewise subscribe to Mojo's form of intelligent self-sufficiency. Whenever there is a bad snowstorm or ice storm and the news reports start coming in about people freezing to death in their beds or dying from running their gas stoves for heat and asphyxiating themselves, Mojo and her neighbors are just kinda going, what happened? Because we rural types have long ago learned that we are last in line for EVERYTHING, and we need to shift for ourselves instead of waiting for the bureaucrats to help.  MORE Mojo! »

Tomorrow marks the first anniversary of George's death. I wouldn't have necessarily thought of it, but my husband brought it up this morning and it struck me how much he still mourns for him. And we both do, if you make me think about it. Even though we now have Rosie and she's a very good dog, we both still have times when we wonder where George is, or we hear him in the house, or we think "George isn't going to like it when he sees this".  MORE Mojo! »