Welcome to DU! The truly grassroots left-of-center political community where regular people, not algorithms, drive the discussions and set the standards. Join the community: Create a free account Support DU (and get rid of ads!): Become a Star Member Latest Breaking News General Discussion The DU Lounge All Forums Issue Forums Culture Forums Alliance Forums Region Forums Support Forums Help & Search


In_The_Wind's Journal
In_The_Wind's Journal
December 27, 2020

Do Terriers ever stop stealing cellphones?

We rescued a terrier mix 2 years ago. Love him a lot. He keeps me busy. We will replace my husband's mangled phone #2 when it stops working.

December 21, 2020

My stocking is overflowing ... Please Stop!

No more coal.
December 18, 2020

Yes ...

December 15, 2020

Our 1st snowstorm Winter 2020/2021 prediction 18+ inches.

Starting at 3PM Wednesday into Thursday.

December 8, 2020

Thank you.

Been a mite distracted this month. I've been spiraling down into the rabbit hole around here.

First we got hit by a hail storm. Everyone needed new roofs.

Then my husband's car seriously needed brakes. On the way home from our mechanic it broke down. We had it towed, still waiting a call about 'why it wouldn't start'.

Repair bills are growing faster than the money is coming in.

December 4, 2020

He's sings ...

December 2, 2020

Pup is barking non-stop while the roof is being ripped off.

Today is my lucky day. I'm sitting here with the pets while a new roof is being installed. Whole lotta banging going on up there.

The damage from golf ball size hail wiped out the roof of homes all around us.

My neighbor's car was totaled.

Profile Information

Gender: Female
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Home country: USA
Current location: Watching my Koi Pond in upstate New York.
Member since: Mon Apr 25, 2005, 10:44 PM
Number of posts: 72,300

About In_The_Wind

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~~~~~~~~~ For, it ends in the blink of an eye. Carpe Diem (Seize the day)!
Latest Discussions»In_The_Wind's Journal