As I sat here at my computer this morning, I got sidetracked on a scent to wow you my readers. "This week, I'll be brilliant with a true stream of consciousness kind of post." As I looked at the last photo on my SD card, I remembered that I had the message CARD FULL when… Continue reading A Two-Cent Scentimental Post
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
The Little Score I Wanted To Know
Ever since 1982 I've been afraid of a score that I never wanted to see in my medical records. That was around the year my mother was first diagnosed with Diabetes Type 2 - Adult Onset Diabetes. I've shredded most of her medical records - but I scanned one record showing her score the year… Continue reading The Little Score I Wanted To Know
A Personal Blogger Bursting With Thoughts
The irony of being a personal blogger is it's a shame to have enough to say to make a post-worthy post while having too many photos to share so that you can't condense a post into a reasonable size. So what do I do? 9 Boxes of clothing were donated this week! I iron out… Continue reading A Personal Blogger Bursting With Thoughts
Trial Photos Caught Sticky-Handed Toad Off His Garden Trail
Now that No Mow May is almost over, my garden beds are ready to expose their dirt. My Irises and Tiger Lilies have sprouted up through the soil despite the ground cover I needed to clear. Hardy plants are the best and so are the critters that live underground for the winter months. They are… Continue reading Trial Photos Caught Sticky-Handed Toad Off His Garden Trail
Let It Go, Just Let It Go
As I priced and placed each item on the table for sale many moments of relief were felt. Finally, we're clearing out some items that we've held on to for too long. Let it go, just let it go. We were as 'ready' as we could be, the preparation time had run out. Clearly, we… Continue reading Let It Go, Just Let It Go
Mad Hatter Thoughts On Spring Things That Matter
In one blurry week, BOOM, winter has tossed its hat over to spring, and here we are ready to mow the lawn. We, as in Mr., not me and the cats. We/He wears the lawnmowing crew hat well. The first time I drove it, I almost rolled it and ran over a tree. Needless to… Continue reading Mad Hatter Thoughts On Spring Things That Matter