This week 3 wise men cut to the chase and made me realize how quickly I jump to self-pity mode. I feel compelled to publicly thank them for their generosity of bringing me back to reality. Wise man #1 is the Mr. While we were taking our road trip journey to visit my dad on… Continue reading How Three Wise Men helped rescue me from Self-Pity
Category: Adventures
Cat decoy toys, must-haves to save your tree from destruction
Here's the deal, the Mrs. made us felines an adorable scrappy little mouse out of old sheets - and I kinda really enjoy playing with it. I had no idea that its main purpose is to keep me occupied and away from the tree. I run, and run, and run, and chase it around the… Continue reading Cat decoy toys, must-haves to save your tree from destruction
Rural Wisconsin – Trees, trains, and stories in-between
There is something about a quiet car ride that brings about storytelling mode. When I drive by myself, I miss having someone to chat with, and I see many things I wish I had my camera along to take pictures of. So, when Mr. is driving, of course, both the Chatty Cathy and the speed… Continue reading Rural Wisconsin – Trees, trains, and stories in-between
A Frosty not so traditional Christmas tale
'Twas the morning after the coldest frost (yeah, 12 below to be exact), when all through the house, Not a menace was stirring, not even a Chubba; The decoy boxes were placed in the foyer with care, In hopes to keep the duo of destruction there (instead of by the tree); The deer in the… Continue reading A Frosty not so traditional Christmas tale
Jolly old sheet music
Mom and Grandma loved to play piano and sing songs together. When Christmastime rolled around, sheet music for the season was displayed prominently on the piano. I've carried on that tradition. Same sheet music and the same old well-worn piano. The love it has seen has left ivory keys and varnish all chipped. But I… Continue reading Jolly old sheet music
A fire within warms the heart
It was a silent night. The decorated tree survived yet another dimly lit December's eve. Sing it with me now..."Oh, holy, night, the stars are brightly shining." But damn the furnace seemed to be kicking into high gear. Why, oh, why, did the twinkling stars have to bring along with them the frigid cold? Damn,… Continue reading A fire within warms the heart