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…

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…

Wasp~A short and horrible ode

Once upon a time there was a girl.  She had a wooden bench on her porch and a dirty front door.  She decided to clean the front door.  The wasp housed under the wooden bench decided to attack.  The husband spat tobacco on the sting.  The friend drowned it in essential oils.  The piano teacher…

My Sofa and Sugar Cube

I am sitting on my new-to-me sofa.  It is in my new living room and I’m staring at a blank wall that will one day house a book shelf, television, various geodes, paintings and an elk shed or two.  Two only if I find another one, ha!  I have the internet.  It is amazing.  We aren’t…

Wicked Walk 18~March~2017

Hello everyone!  I can’t believe it’s been almost 2 months since I’ve been able to blog.  Lots has happened, including but not limited to the following. A) I painted my front door green. B)  It’s a bad, bright green therefore I am going to have to repaint it. C) The cows are settled in their new…

To Build a House

When my husband and I began this adventure called “Building a House”, everyone said it would be stressful, cost more and take much longer than we expected.  Boy, were they right!  In my springy, starry-eyed optimistic brain, I thought, “Pooh, we’ll be in by Christmas!” That didn’t happen. As I am staring down February in…