The Good Old
There other day when I was preparing a meal, I pulled out my aluminum colander and used it to rinse vegetables. I shouldn’t call it mine because I got it from my mother-in-law’s kitchen when we cleaned out her apartment. I think of her every time I use it. Her
I Love Dull Weeks
It finally happened. After months of unsettled, constantly moving routines, I had a dull week. Nothing earth-shattering happened. Hubby was able to handle each crisis with relative ease. I made progress on my projects. Some may not like dull times, but I do. It means all is well, and I’m
Lessons from the Eclipse of the Super Flower Blood Moon
Last Wednesday, at 3:30 a.m., my alarm woke me up. I drug myself out of bed, debating whether it was worth the effort or not. The issue remained unresolved as I threw on some clothes and woke Hubby. We drove a few blocks up the hill to a place where
A Trip to Oregon
Last fall, when we left Boise, we’d planned to return soon on a trip to Oregon. Hubby’s mother who passed away last October left her minivan to our son. We left our car and motorhome in Boise and moved to Rapid City, intending to return shortly with his minivan and
Bucket Lists
Hubby asked me the other day if I had a bucket list. I’m not sure if I do or not. Do you have one? A bucket list describes all the things you want to do and places you want to go before you die. The term became popular after a
Happy Mother’s Day
Being a mom is a lot of hard work and some efforts aren’t appreciated until 20 years later. There are days when it’s a thankless job, but those are far outnumbered by the days when a mom’s heart is so full, it leaks out her eyes. Those are the treasured
Many Thanks
The first warm days of spring have arrived, and it’s put me in a very thankful mood. Rather than keep them to myself, I’ll share what I’m thankful for in the hope that you can find things to be thankful for as well. First, I’m thankful to Hubby’s aunt and
A New Home
We’re finally in our new home. It’s not a new home, but new to us. We did so much fixing on it that Hubby calls it our Project House. It isn’t the romantic name I had in mind, but I understand why he calls it that. It’s nickled-and-dimed us (more
Renaming My Business
Moving has presented all kinds of problems. I won’t start on all the personal ones, but for this writing will stick to the business issues that came with relocating to a different state. But first, let me back up. When I first started writing books, I didn’t know authors needed