While Curt and I were in Turks & Caicos we noticed some feral but friendly dogs and cats hanging around the resort.
The dogs are called Potcakes.
According to the Potcake Place website, Potcake is the name given to the dogs of the Bahamas and the Turks & Caicos Islands. It came about because the locals fed the caked remains of the cooking pot to the dogs.
Potcakes ended up evolving into a breed. According to the site, they are extremely smart, loyal and loving.
There is no animal shelter on Turks & Caicos. The Potcake Place volunteers rescue the dogs and keep them in their homes until a permanent home is found.
According to a pamphlet I picked up there are many ways we can help: adopt; courier a puppy from the island to their new home; volunteer, donate food or pet supplies; foster; educate; spay and neuter; and sponsor a puppy in care.
These are all awesome ways to help Potcakes. Some are simple and some involve more dedication.
My favorite way to help a Potcake (besides adopting) is to volunteer to be a courier. Potcake Place takes care of all the arrangements. All the courier volunteer … Continue reading
I think being a mom is the most important job in the world. The second most important job is being president of the United States.
I don’t want to be either.
This post is about why I, along with my husband, have chosen to be Child Free By Choice. It is not a reflection on or judgment on anyone else. This is about ME.
I don’t ever remember having an overwhelming desire to have a baby.
At some point in my 20s I decided if I was still single at 30 I would adopt a baby.
By the time I was 30 I was married. When Curt and I got married I figured we would have kids. Because that is what you do, right? Get married … have kids …
A little more than a year after we were married we moved to the Bay Area. We were no longer in newspapers, which meant we were no longer working nights, weekends, holidays. We had the same days off and could actually do stuff together. What an amazing concept.
About six months after moving to Berkeley my temporary gig became a full-time job and money was starting to be less of … Continue reading
Twenty years ago today I was 17 and had graduated from high school about three weeks prior. I moved out of my home and moved into a crappy apartment with three of my high school girlfriends.
My mom was pretty strict, which as I look back I am rather grateful for. But I believe if you live under my roof you live under my rules. And I didn’t want to live under her rules anymore.
So I moved out.
Once I was on my own I was on my own. I paid rent, bought groceries, paid for my car insurance, paid for college tuition and books …
Moving out and becoming an adult that quickly was a humbling and major learning experience.
I made mistakes, screwed things up, did dumb things …
But eventually I started to figure things out and I became more responsible. (I remember a friend asking me about laundry and how I dried my jeans because his mom would air dry his. That makes me laugh now.)
The gig with the roommates didn’t last long and eventually I was living in my own apartment.
Twenty years later I look back and see how much I have learned … Continue reading
This is gonna be a smorgasbord of a post: a little health care with some de-cluttering and recycling and donating thrown in.
Yesterday I had an eye appointment. I have worn glasses since I was 4. So going to the eye doctor has always been important. I have been wearing contacts for about four years and I wore them years ago for a couple of years.
On my walk to my appointment I ran a couple of errands. I dropped some clothes off at the cleaners along with a bunch of wire hangers. Then I stopped to get some hair product from one of the salon’s on the main drag in my hood.
My last stop was the eye doctor. I asked them if they took old glasses. They said they did and the donated glasses go to Lions Club International. So I donated four pairs of good glasses I found in my de-cluttering. Unfortunately they couldn’t take the cases.
I really like my eye doctor and the staff. It seems like a fun and good place to work. My appointment went well. All looked good. My contacts are still doing great. (I wear hard contacts.) Everything with my … Continue reading