Every time I think about time in terms of a year, I think about the theme song from Rent. Which I’ve never actually seen but I know all the songs. Because I’m nerdy like that. It goes like this…….. Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes. Five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear.…
My family and I recently returned from our annual elk hunting trip. It was one for the books, in so many ways. More on that in another post. On my way home, a good friend, who knows the trouble I have saying “NO” sent me this picture. My first thought was this is a great…
Do you ever feel like if you don’t speak, write or scream you may explode? And you’re not exactly sure what you want to say? Or write? Or scream? That’s how I’ve felt most of this pleasant Sunday morning. Something itching under the surface, roiling under the skin and slamming around the edges of my skull. It’s maddening actually, because it isn’t tangible. It’s just……there.
Life can get pretty ordinary. Work, shower, eat, sleep, repeat. It can drive someone insane, if they stop long enough to think about it. As Johann von Goethe said “A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.” Although in 2020, I don’t think there have been very many days that could be…
June of 2018 was my last post. Two Thousand Eighteen! Over a year and a half ago. My how time does fly. I’m unsure of where to go from here. I’m tempted to reflect on those 18 months of silence. And I’m tempted to shut them away, tucked back for another day and time. There…
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…
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…
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.…
Good afternoon, dear reader! I’ve been away for quite some time, trying to get back into the swing of things. While I was gone, WordPress changed formats so I’m thoroughly confused. Therefore, if this post looks bad, isn’t centered or whatever……I’m sorry. I don’t do change well and I’ve had a lot of them thrown…
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…
The Wicked Chicken 