Some of you may know that my coffee is the first thing I reach for in the morning. That and coffee creamer. This morning was no different until I found that I was OUT of coffee!! Stop the presses and rewind, yep - OUT OF COFFEE! Call the national guard or someone! As I was … Continue reading Coffee…
Friday nights thru the ages (MY ages)!! 20's – who has the best (cheapest!) happy hour? Dancing so good and looking so fine! No better way to spend my time!! 30's – who is hanging out at Dimples (local bar) Friends and drinking what better way to spend my time? 40's – what time is the … Continue reading Old Age…Yep it is here! I thought it would take longer.
Remember when the back yard dirt pile and a vivid imagination was all it took to build an entire city? The little tractor a good push and boom, the road was instantly made. Living on the ranch/farm means taking care of the land. Hard work but it keeps us off the streets! There is a … Continue reading Real life Tonka Toys
Wow, facebook seems to be agog for the football season. I will stand for the flag when ever it is presented that is my privilege earned by many many brave men and women. I think that they are little confused between rights and consequences. They have the right to do what they are doing … Continue reading Rights vs Consequences
The shadows are long, and the chore list is short(er) than it was this morning. Ok unless you are living in a cave or just not reading my blog you might not know that I am trying to "Grow where I send thee!". So I am trying to be countryfied. This means that a lot … Continue reading Weening Day 1 & 5
Not sure if I will post this or not. But I just have to write it down. When I was in about 7th or 8th grade I had an English teacher that I thought was really nice. She was a little Irish woman with an accent. Every St. Patrick's Day she would have a big … Continue reading Writing
Yet another story from my klutzy childhood. It is amazing to me now that I made it out of childhood alive!! and guess what this one doesn't even have my BROTHERS to blame it on! We lived on a street with a big hill. One summer day the girls down the street were riding their … Continue reading Spoke vs. Ankle?