Some of you worry about me, bless your hearts.Me and the pink boots are home, safe and sound. I'm at the main house for the time being, and you'll be happy to know I'm no longer writing this blog from the side of my bathtub.I had a wonderful time in both Kansas City...

I leave for Kansas City this afternoon, and won't get in until late tonight. Anyway, I decided to grab one more chance to blog. The painting is finished in my room, and big, strong men are coming on Friday to set up my huge, luxurious new bedroom set, which looks like...

Off I go in my new pink boots.Back on the blog July 2nd, with stories to tell.

That's how it is these days. Show up. Suit up. Get into the game.Today, I'm taking Sadie and Bernice to a nearby park for a walk. We all need a little sunshine, green grass, and fresh air.Next week, I'll be on the road, visiting Kansas City and Denver, two towns that...

The horses are coming home soon! Their stalls are ready, with fresh shavings and state of the art waterers. Hay is being delivered, even as we speak.Soon.Very soon.

I know I said I wouldn't run on about my dad's passing away, but I lied. There's more I want to say.The celebration was of Dad's life was held at the home he shared with my stepmother, Edith, in Grand Coulee, Washington. We gathered in the place he loved--his yard, in...

So many of you have expressed concern and condolence. Thank you so much. I can actually feel your caring.I'm be back on Monday morning.If you have a dad, hug him, once for yourself, and once for me.

I don't know what else to do but saddle up and ride this trail wherever it leads. It's one day at a time for me, but that isn't a bad thing, is it?One of the things I've noticed about this experience, losing a parent, is that there is something very sacred about the...

I've never lost a father before, so this is a new trail to ride. There's no map or guidebook. I am always grateful for my faith, but even more so now. I'm grateful, too, for all your kind words and prayers.In the interest of doing what my dad would want me to do, I'm...

My dad and I shared a birthday. This year, we were planning a family party to celebrate, along with my nephew, Jerome. As many of you already know, Dad had a serious heart attack early in the morning of June 9.While we kept vigil in his hospital room, my stepmother,...

In the wee small hours of June 9, the day before our shared birthday, my dad had a massive heart attack. He's holding on, but the prognosis isn't very good. I spent all of the 9th and most of the 10th at his bedside, then returned to Spokane, exhausted and fighting...

Still writing the blog in my bathroom. That has got to be unusual!"The Man from Stone Creek" is off to a great start out there in the marketplace. Hitting all kinds of lists. I think I'd really be dancing if I didn't have the cold from hell. Heading for the lake later...