A week or so ago I promised a story about my lamb Raspberry. And so, true to my word, here it is. Years ago, when I was 12 or so, I was in 4-H. One of the activities we could participate in was raising a sheep for show. I was all for it, and my… Continue reading Bubba, the Lamb, and the Raspberries
Tag: Mama’s Rules for Life and Love
Looking for Love
This morning pretty much every single one of us got up on the wrong side of the bed. You name it, it was frustrating us. Whine was the flavor of the day for everyone, including me. I walked outside to take Miss Sophie for her morning walk, and I felt the need to stay out… Continue reading Looking for Love
They Are Watching Us
I've been cranky this evening. With my poor family. And I only threw Miss Sophie's "baby" for her to retrieve about ten times. Just sad. This happens when night comes and I still don't know what I'm writing about. And tonight that's exactly where I'm at. I don't know what to write. It's not writer's… Continue reading They Are Watching Us
I Wanna Come Back As…..
Growing up I remember Mama being in the middle of her day to dailies, blowing upwards to move the hair out of her eyes, sighing, and saying, "When I come back, I'm coming back as a show horse. This work horse deal is for the birds." Oh Mama. You're so funny. I thought she was.… Continue reading I Wanna Come Back As…..
Sharing Stories Around the Picnic Table
On New Year's Day, over Maemae's Swedish Christmas Ginger Cookies in the shapes of Star Wars characters with a side of sparkling cider, I got to share stories with my nephews and my littles. They sat around the picnic table I bought and brought home and painted on one of the occasions the Fella was… Continue reading Sharing Stories Around the Picnic Table
The Teacher I Never Had
Yesterday, my friend Baddest Mother Ever asked the question, "Who was your favorite teacher and why?" I started to respond, but then my mind ran around and around in circles. Whom would I choose? I mean, really--ONE? I'm the girl who always made my Daddy laugh by giving him 2 or 3 cards on Father's… Continue reading The Teacher I Never Had
Those Days That Leave Folks Out
Dear Hallmark, Thanks. Sincerely, Girl Who's Tired of Being Reminded Okay, this one probably isn't going to make me very popular. If you are one who has always and will always love the "day" celebrations honoring this one and that one in your life--then okay. No offense meant. Personally, I'm over these days. Valentine's. Mother's… Continue reading Those Days That Leave Folks Out
Mr. Puffer-Bill and the Note from Mama
I've been cleaning off bookshelves and going through things as part of the "Fresh Paint, Fresh Start" efforts. Yesterday I found on a shelf this book that Mama had given me a few years back. She said it was my very favorite when I was little. I would sit in her lap and listen… Continue reading Mr. Puffer-Bill and the Note from Mama
“When they see the love you have for each other…..”
My Mama had rules for living--she *ahem* shared them with us on a regular basis. I think maybe her number one rule was this-- "Don't leave anyone out." I heard her say this so many times to us growing up. When we driving up the dirt road that led to Granny's house. Sometimes we didn't know… Continue reading “When they see the love you have for each other…..”
All In My Chili
So today, I was toodling along, minding my very own business, and this happened. That's what I get for looking at Facebook. *sigh* All in my chili..... It's true, isn't it? If I can't or don't try to stop something from happening, how can I depend on someone else to change it? And get angry… Continue reading All In My Chili
I Might Need A Nap 