Out of four grandkids and seven great-grandkids, there are only two girls; Grand-child, Brittany, and great-grandchild, Abigail. But that’s nothing compared to my grandmother who had ten boys before she finally had a girl; my aunt and lastly, my mother. And on my dad’s side of the family tree, I was the first girl in… Continue reading Miss Abigail
So, it’s raining . . . again. Bella hates the rain. She’d rather pee and poop on the floor than to go out and do it in the rain. But, she’s not the Queen. I am. So I stand at the back door, clapping my hands and coaxing her off the deck. She gives me… Continue reading Bella, My Four-legged Diva
I was blessed with one child, a son who, due to an injury when he was a teen, the doctor said he probably wouldn’t father children. He has four children and six grandchildren. We are truly blessed! I enjoy digital designs and I hope you enjoy my creations using photos of my great-grandchildren that I… Continue reading Bookmarks: My Great-grandchildren
My son gave me permission to share this. He is a strong leader in our family and puts his heart and soul into everything he does. He never complains. He never feels sorry for himself. He never quits. But today, he is feeling very discouraged. He has MRSA. Not just one pustular bump, but twelve;… Continue reading Never, Ever Quit!
Parenting is a full-time job of love and patience, teaching and learning, guiding and directing. A full-time job of trial and errors, pacing the floor . . . and letting go. From the time a mother holds her infant in her arms and holds it to her breast, the natural process of letting go begins… Continue reading Letting Go
I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted an update concerning our home improvement (demolition). The truth is, we had to take a break from it. We began taking up the carpet on Monday, May 27, 2019. And it’s been quite an undertaking for two oldies who have never done this before. EVER! To top… Continue reading Two Old People and a Hand Truck
My writing has been on hold since hubby and I decided to wreck our house. Literally. Yep! Every square inch of it. We’re ripping up our old, nasty carpet and putting down new, vinyl plank flooring. Piece of cake! Well, for the pros who know what they’re doing with tons of experience and manpower to… Continue reading Blood, Sweat, and Tears!
Nope! I haven’t been writing. Haven’t been walking. Haven’t been sipping champagne and loving the golden years. To be honest, the golden years is a highly over-rated, over-used, big fat lie! Take a giant step into my world and you’ll see what I mean . . . Hubby and I decided to take up our… Continue reading Golden Years, Where are you?
I love my dogs. I really do. But . . . They dig holes in the yard, chew my pillows, pencils and pens and everything in between. They pee and poop on the floor. Run around the house like a couple of chimpanzees, and now this! A whole loaf of bread gone! Just like that!… Continue reading My Four-legged Migraines
When Rascal, our handsome, Australian Shepard mix of eight years died, he took part of us with him. The grief was so unbearable that I never wanted another dog to wrap my heart around only to have it ripped apart. But hubby couldn’t stop grieving and I couldn’t stand seeing him suffer. So, for his… Continue reading A House Without a Dog is Not a Home