Just keep swimming

Hey y’all!  It’s Sunday morning, about 7:54.  Okay, it’s not ‘about 7:54’.  It IS 7:54.  My husband and step-son just left for Kingsville and will be gone a week.  My littlest person, while awake, has been sent on a chore mission.  And I am off work today.  From all my jobs.  This never happens. I…

Wicked Walk 28/May/18

I promised y’all a walk soon and here it is! I suppose 97% of Americans who aren’t at work on Memorial Day spend it at the lake.  I am not part of the 97%.  First of all, I can’t swim.  I sink like a rock.  Secondly, I’m REALLY white.  Like, blindingly and I don’t want…

In Defense of a Waitress

Good morning everyone!  I have something to share with all of you that has been weighing on my heart this past week.  Mostly, I try to keep this blog to light-hearted stories, recipes, nature pictures and such.  I am not a fan of soap boxes or high horses.  But today, I am jumping on my…

New Year

Can you believe it is almost February?  An entire month into 2018.  The holidays and past month have been somewhat of a blur, time really does seem to travel faster the older you get.  The last time I wrote to you it was opening day of deer season.  I’m sorry to report I did not…

Gophers, Deer and a Desk

This past weekend marked opening day of deer season in Texas.  And, considering we have a half of beef and several wild pigs in the freezer, I have decided to trophy hunt.  In other words, unless it is a massive buck, I’m just gonna sit and watch and enjoy being perched in a tree.  Alone.…

Wicked Walk 8-September-17

Highly ambitious, I set out with a goal of walking 5 miles this bright, blue September morning.  A goal I reached in about an hours time.  I could go faster, but then I’d miss all the lovies along the way! Here is what I saw. I guess all my lamenting over lack of mushrooms a…

Boys vs Girls OR The Great Placemat Problem

There is a lot of hype about gender these days.  Boys, girls, men, women, other, used to be, identify with both, whatever.  I am a girl.  Or, at nearly 35 years old I guess I should call myself a woman.  But that just sounds funny to me.  I identify with ‘girl’.  So there!  Ha!  I…