A Fender Bender??
If you’ve ever had teenagers and gone through the learning to drive stage you will appreciate this little story. I have to preface it by saying how bad I was when I first got my drivers license, which I’ve documented here before. When my kids were learning to drive we lived in Pittsburgh, PA. If you’ve never been, trust me it is as hilly as San Francisco. Teaching someone to drive on steep urban streets will give you pause. To make the process less nerve wracking my husband, Dave, taught our...
read moreJamie Foxx owes me a nice dinner…
Do you ever sign-up for things and live to regret it? Things that cost money? Say Netflix for example? I’m trying to get budgeting under control. I’ve mentioned before that I’m not very good at it, but I’m truly trying. Lord knows I’m not earning a living from blogging… yet. So I started really examining the bank statements. I sometimes set things up for automatic withdrawal. I have a list of those things with the dates they’re scheduled, etc. I should look...
read moreGeorgia on My Mind/ 2
After baby Joanne’s funeral Grady went back to the house. He was worried about Maggie even if he didn’t show it. A man wasn’t supposed to show emotion, he had to be strong. This was God’s will and he accepted it as such. He knew Maggie couldn’t handle it emotionally and he needed her to understand they were helpless to change any of it. Maggie was in no condition to get out of bed, let alone listen to Grady’s preaching. Her depression was palpable. Her sister, Dotty, intended to stay with her and take care...
read moreMediterranean, Miracles and Guy Fieri?
Today will be a potpourri of randomness. Is that redundant? I feel like I have ADD today, so bear with me. We’re cruising the Mediterranean over on Petals, Palettes and Parties. You won’t want to miss the boat. Rooftops of Provence I have to say my foray into a 2nd blog has been even better than I had hoped, so far. I have those of you who have subscribed to the blog and supported the new facebook page to thank for making it painless. You’re the best! Since Petals, Palettes and Parties...
read moreKindergarten, Captain Kangaroo and Culture Shock
I recently saw a writing prompt that took me back a very long way. Kindergarten. That’s really ancient history in my case. My kindergarten experience was odd, yet wonderful. My mother married her 3rd husband the year I turned 5. I liked him very much. They met at the factory they worked in. We lived in a small 1-bedroom apartment over a garage in town. I’d slept on the pullout sofa since he moved in. Kindergarten wasn’t required back then as it is now. There wasn’t even a...
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I began this blog in February 2010 because I was having issues with turning sixty. From a woman who had celebrated each decade with much fanfare and celebration, this was puzzling to me...
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