The Chronometer and Me
Guess who’s baaaack??? The Chronometer! After the near death experience it had while in my care, I was shocked and honored that my parents entrusted me with it. You can…
Read moreGuess who’s baaaack??? The Chronometer! After the near death experience it had while in my care, I was shocked and honored that my parents entrusted me with it. You can…
Read moreOooooooh! You guys are in TROUBLE! Actually, you’re not. My dad is quite pleased with how nicely we play together. Besides, if you really were in trouble, I would have…
Read moreI have been remiss in providing you with a critical post. I’m sure you have been reading this blog with only one question on your mind: How is The Chronometer?…
Read moreRemember The Chronometer? The antique time-keeping device that my father adores like it’s one of his children? The contraption he entrusts me with when he is out of town so…
Read moreHave I mentioned that my family is ridiculously Scottish? As in “ I am so Scottish that one of the first sounds I heard was a bagpipe, I took Scottish…
Read moreLast night, I bid adieu to the newest member of our family, The Chronometer. After bunking with Joey and me for almost a week, I would like to say that…
Read moreWe have a new pet. Sadly, it’s not cuddly or fury, doesn’t play fetch and can’t even move without assistance. But it does make a lot of noise and the…
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