WARNING - KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN AND PETS said every bottle of cleaner I grabbed to take with me yesterday to clean a suddenly vacated rental unit we own. On my list of to-dos was to clean windows soaked with smoke residue remnants layered there for decades. Ew. Sounds like a perfect social-distancing… Continue reading Warning – Read with Caution
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Pancakes, pizza, and burgers, oh, my
After spending months of valuable time researching, testing recipes, and experimenting with what works best for lowering blood sugars and blood pressures, weight loss, maintaining goal weight for me, Mr. and I definitely feel convinced we're on a healthy track for our overall health and well-being. Heck even red wine is fine. I used to… Continue reading Pancakes, pizza, and burgers, oh, my
How to embrace your gray hair one morning at a time
Good morning rays of sunshine! This morning we're at week 5 of the shut-down of the world for the pandemic. And I imagine there are people around the world (unless you color your own hair and were able to find your fix box in the aisle at the store ...) that are standing in front… Continue reading How to embrace your gray hair one morning at a time
Disjointed thoughts about family gatherings
Please tell me that I'm not the only one feeling disjointed these days? As a human race, we're all working hard to find ways to stay connected with our loved ones, or friends, or people in general. While we stay physically distant from each other. I'm missing not only seeing my kids but our family… Continue reading Disjointed thoughts about family gatherings
Deep thoughts drive me to simplicity
Should I be ashamed? Nah, I'm positive that we're not the only empty-nesting family that isn't struggling with social distancing. Some of us folks don't mind simple moments alone with our thoughts. Occasionally, I let the thoughts drift in that ruffle my feathers. For the most part, Mr. and I are enjoying hanging out with… Continue reading Deep thoughts drive me to simplicity
Cross my heart, hope to die, the dust will settle
Beside me, on my desk is my 2-year calendar planner. And a picture of our teahouse that my daughter painted for me. She did a great job, didn't she? That was just a year ago, man, how time flies as the dust of another season settles. Soon the ground will turn green and flowers will… Continue reading Cross my heart, hope to die, the dust will settle