Happy 90th!
Started out right away this morning on my manure project. The side of the barn went from this:
The cake was scrumptious!
Started out right away this morning on my manure project. The side of the barn went from this:
The cake was scrumptious!
Okay. I’ve been rewriting this blog post all week because it keeps sounding too negative and depressing. I think a lot of what I’m thinking and feeling comes from aging and feeling all the possibilities move out of reach in so many areas of my life. It’s hardest at work, where most people are younger…
Sunday we got hit with a lovely, glistening coating of ice. A friend and I still decided to go out for breakfast. The slide out the driveway was bad enough. Then there was the treachorous walk from the car to the restaurant. (Note to self, tennis shoes are not the best thing to wear on…
I hate updating my photos on Facebook, my blog and wherever else I make an appearance. For one thing, I keep getting absurdly older everyday. Let’s just say that the previous photo is always better than the most recent shot. But since I got my hair cut quite a bit shorter, I figure in all…
And you thought that my previous post was it with the Anoka Halloween parade photos, didn’t you? Not by a long shot! The parade route was so crowded that Steve and I stood in the parade staging area where there were more opportunities to catch people in non-parade like poses. In other words, in their more…
I wake up each day trying to grasp what’s happening. So far, I can’t. This past weekend, my husband told me he’s filing for divorce. Did I see that coming? No. He’d said something was not right in our marriage about a month ago, but we talked and I thought we were working things out….
I’ve had a tough time figuring out where to start with my post after such a lengthy hiatus. As I packed up things in the last couple weeks before the move, I kept telling myself, “I just have to survive this and then I’ll be okay.” I don’t know how many times I’ve said the same…
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Great job on the poop scoop!
Happy Birthday to your Aunt Fran!
Poop, poop, poop – good job!
Caring Bridge sounds like an awesome idea. But, it sounds like your friend D is going through hell – I’m sending my thoughts.