My week in photo’s. My little sassy pants granddaughter, Livi, we sure had a good time!
You may not know this about me but I have some mild social anxiety issues…ok basically I’m a rock star at awkwardness. I’m the person who says the wrong thing at the wrong time and then doesn’t know how to correct myself. I’m also the person that trips over my own shadow, so I’ve got clumsy and awkward going for me. Just yesterday I smacked myself in the face with a hammer trying to remove pegboard off a wall. If you can get past things like that and I know you’re perfectly fine with my social ineptness, we’re gonna get along great! You’ll laugh, I’ll laugh and then we’ll both laugh…probably at me. Continue reading “Social Awkwardness…I have it”
You had always been magical to me. You had a rare beauty unrivaled by others and I remember fondly all the activities we’ve shared together over the years. Snowball fights, ice skating, snowmobiling, snow angels, frozen fingers and toes. As much as this pains me to say, I believe it’s best for me to see other seasons. Continue reading “Dear Winter”
It took two 28 foot trucks, 4 movers and several pick up truck loads to get all of our “stuff” into the new house! Holy Moly, did we ever have a lot of stuff! Maybe we have too much stuff. Continue reading “Settling, Simplicity and Stuff”
I think the worst thing about being sick when you’re a woman is…being a woman. People just expect you to continue on like you’re not sick. Men, on the other hand, get to actually be sick and have some type of recovery time.
I look forward to the season of sweata weatha. For me, it starts right around September 15th and runs through April 30th. Doesn’t matter to me what kinda sweater, I love ’em all equally.
I don’t like and don’t wanna do it. Packin’ up our stuff sucks! Trying to fit our world into boxes as neatly as I can so every square inch of the box is utilized is like putting together a jig saw puzzle (and I hate puzzles).