There was a strange black figure up ahead in the distance as our Pathfinder was approaching our driveway tonight just past midnight. At first I thought it was a cat, but it had a more pointed looking silhouette. As we drove closer, I realized it was a possum and it ran into the flower bed. Kelly stopped the car and I handed him my camera and asked him to get a picture. The nasty looking critter then ran across the driveway onto our front porch and tried to hide beneath the wooden swing. I was nervous as the headlights put Kelly and the possum in full view. Kelly was crouching down low on the ground and I kept staring, fearing that I might observe an encounter and my husband could somehow get rabies. He was only about two feet away, practically lying on the ground when he snapped this shot. It's pretty sick looking, but I'm glad it only hissed at Kelly.

I considered myself to be a decent cook and baker. However, candy making had been unchartered territory until I recently cracked the code of a favorite—chewy Texas Pecan Pralines. This culinary epiphany came only days before I left my home sweet home in Austin, Texas, to return to CU Boulder after an epic hiatus to wrap up my bachelor’s degree in journalism. When I was a little girl, I remember tasting heavenly, creamy homemade pralines, bursting with pecans, handcrafted with love by my mom. She only whipped them up a few times, but I just couldn’t get the memory of those buttery, sugary treats out of my head. They were that good. I asked her if she still had the recipe, but I knew it would be hopeless since my mom wasn’t one for keeping track of her down-home style cooking. I married my college sweetheart, a guy with the same first name as me, and began teaching myself to cook. Becoming “Kelly Times Two” was amazing, and I had ...
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You really have had some interesting creatures in and around your home. I guess it keeps you on your toes, and make life exciting for you and your family.
We had an opossum at our old house that would torment our dog. He use to perch on the fence and hiss at him (and us.) FREA--KY!