Adventures at The Bunny Manse

Before reading this, know I have Bill's full permission to share. Most of my friends know Dollar Bill is my daughters' self-proclaimed godfather. The girls run in delight when they hear him approaching calling their names. For our youngest, he's decided she goes by her middle name, asking for little Hillary. What you might not know is that this summer he's experienced some hardships that require surgery. His remaining upper teeth have suddenly failed, making eating, talking, chewing difficult for him. He also doesn't smile as much anymore. Bill had some dental work done when he joined the Navy in the 80s. They pulled teeth and left him with partials that have now failed. The VA won't fix this for him and he doesn't have dental insurance. While you can't see his teeth, his roots are intact - necessitating surgery before he can get dentures. A reputable local dentist  has examined Bill and come up with a plan of treatment to remove his root...

Harris and I held our commitment ceremony at SEEDS on March 22, 2008. It was the anniversary of our first date. In the run up to have the house have walls and running water - we broke a sink pipe as Harris's mom arrived to help - we also took a look at the front yard. It was ugly and barren. We went to home depot and purchased some annuals, two pots, and two peach trees. We flanked the stairs to the porch with these to add beauty as we walked in to what would be our home. Each summer there after I took pictured of our little girl - our anniversary baby-  under the branches of those peach trees.  When we sold Der Krackenhaus and moved to The Bunny Manse, I said a very sad goodbye to the peach trees, thinking of Anne of Green Gables saying goodbye to the white lady under her bedroom window. Thinking of the fruit and love we shared. Thinking of the damn squirrels who stole the fruit running across the porch roof. Those damn squirrels. The very kind and thoughtful peo...