Day Fiftyteenth: I don’t even know anymore, and does it really matter?

I have basically been at home (with about 3-4 outings for essentials) for 39 days. (The minions were ill 2 weeks before the stay at home orders in our state were put into effect). In these 39 days, I've learned a couple of things about myself. I consider myself an introvert, with a few extrovert tendencies. … Continue reading Day Fiftyteenth: I don’t even know anymore, and does it really matter?

What COVID19 is Revealing

On the phone while walking the dogs, my mom and I chatted about, what else? The virus. We were remarking on things we'd been seeing, hearing on the news, and from friends. Between poop pickups and her calling her dog, we had one of many of our "solving the world's problems" chats. "I wish more … Continue reading What COVID19 is Revealing

Unexpected Magic

We’ve been planning this trip ever since we knew we’d be living this close. As we entered the gates and I saw the spires of the castle, the familiar characters, the Christmas carols playing over the sound system, I was overwhelmed. It’s been 30 years since I’ve been here. Magic Kingdom - Holiday Season There … Continue reading Unexpected Magic

Picking Up Chicks

The military has afforded us the opportunity to make some incredible friends. INCREDIBLE. Friends who I cried for as we or they moved on to the next adventure. Friends who I still chat with via social media and text, and yes, even by phone. There have also been what I call "friend fails". Those would … Continue reading Picking Up Chicks

365

Air filters changed: 4 School days: 170 Snow days: 1 Hurricanes: 1 Road trips: 2 Field trips: 10 Lawn mowed: 35 times Weed eater cord changes: every dang time! Vacuums broke and replaced: 1 Vehicle Oil changed: 3 times Houses sold: 1 Plumbing repair: 1 Roof repair: 1 Alternators changed: 1 Vehicles sold: 1 Vomit … Continue reading 365

A Peek Behind the Curtain

Not just because of an election season that has left most of us feeling like we've been sitting in the spin cycle of a washing machine all wrung out, and not because of another public shooting, or other tragic event.  Just the d-word in general. Depression. I started writing about my own experiences with depression a couple … Continue reading A Peek Behind the Curtain