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sir clancy pants our little halloween man turned 15 yesterday! that’s 105 in dog years. he had lots of pig ears and i even gave him a taco for dinner.  he pooped in the house and i didn’t yell at him.…

jackson hole’s shopping is expensive and limited.  i rarely (never) do it.  my birthday weekend started off right when the world’s greatest bosses gave me a nice little gift card to one of my favorite boutiques in town, rodeo. followed by permission to…

go shoot a gun.  because you can. the cat’s meow yeehaw mandatory clancy jvest i’m not quite sure how i acquired my father’s 20 gauge browning shotgun.  i certainly didn’t ask for it.  i’m petrified of guns.  like panic attacks…