As winter arrives, snow cover ascends on our quaint town of Chippewa Falls, WI. Legend has it weather doesn't stop locals from doing what we love to do. It doesn't stop visitors willing to venture here either. We all love to discover the beauty of Wisconsin's changing seasons. All side roads lead to our main… Continue reading Side roads lead to main attractions
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
Inheritance indecision
Even before my mom passed away, I began receiving an inheritance from her. I inherited her: spunk; eclectic decorating skills; you-better-listen-to-me-or-else moods; love for hugs; reluctant forgiveness (but always do eventually); and so much more. In retrospect, I inherited all the warm fuzzy stuff I loved about her. I also inherited her physical belongings (stuffed… Continue reading Inheritance indecision
Cat cravings – a theory was proven
Our cats have a theory. If they sit together (begging) snacks appear. I'm sure they have other hypotheses on how to manipulate humans, but I digress. This is about mid-day cravings. Humans and cats alike. Yesterday, we left the house before they were given their anticipated treats. They couldn't see we (I) had a more important… Continue reading Cat cravings – a theory was proven
Sneezes to elegance
In the wee (not yet pee) hours of the morning, I was dreaming about elegance. Deep into, what I remember as a really great dream. It was peaceful - you know the kind of stuff a great blog post is made of. And then...I felt a thump on the bed and covers shifting off my… Continue reading Sneezes to elegance
A 53-and-me degree of holiday cheer
As 2017 closes to an end, temperatures outside are dropping degree by degree. And I'm feeling melancholy. Or is it sadness or depression (or holy crap, I still had a lot of stuff I wanted to do outside)? Yesterday, it was a whopping 18 degrees outside. As I was sitting in the sunshine coming through… Continue reading A 53-and-me degree of holiday cheer
Vows to varnish until death do us part
For some people, wedding vows follow the traditional verbiage. My husband and I did just that, so what's the big deal? In retrospect, (because we always see better that way right?) our vows were missing something. I'm not sure the priest would've known either or if he could've coached us to add anything at the… Continue reading Vows to varnish until death do us part