Now that the election time of year is over, the corresponding junk mail has subsided and been replaced with envelopes that demand my immediate attention. Some envelopes contain contents I count on to remind me of how grateful I am they arrive to bless our lives. I don't mind receiving junk and election mail. They… Continue reading How to remain thankful for bills that arrive in the mail
Category: Emptying the nest
Devil Ivy watched the Fern Bite the Dust
I watched you from across the room. I knew it, you weren't gonna make it. Nope. I'm having a devil of a time not being mean today. I know Mrs. tried her best, but I have to admit it for her, the time has come to be mean. I'm talking ruthless.mean.parting.ways.kinda.mean. Today's the day. In… Continue reading Devil Ivy watched the Fern Bite the Dust
How to repurpose fun into your life
As a small, little dog, I find my fun happens by hangin' out with hoomans. There's an aura about them as they get deeply entrenched in activities. It fascinates and scares the hell out of me at the same time. Yesterday, was the Mrs.'s second to last day of her staycation and she was busy… Continue reading How to repurpose fun into your life
Collections collect dust
After all of these years being a Dubious MinimalistTM, I'm damn sure of a few things. When I set off to be a super cleaning human machine, I'm blasted quickly with the first thing I know for sure. Humans and pets create (have) an extra special thing in common with each other when it comes… Continue reading Collections collect dust
My garden fairy’s tale of the zinnia that grew crooked like a Z
I love moments in nature. Manmade and nature made combined are exceptionally surprising. Those that surprise me right in my own backyard rank right up there with some of the best moments. And handy at that, 'cuz, you know, I can grab my camera for proof. If you've followed my posts through this our first… Continue reading My garden fairy’s tale of the zinnia that grew crooked like a Z
The new place must have windows
As an empty nest parent, I'm finding out about how much I really don't know about life and the adventures of moving in and out of homes. It wasn't modeled for me as I was growing up. We didn't move a lot once we settled into our home when I was 5 years old. The… Continue reading The new place must have windows