My dear husband had a heart attack. I can’t even believe it as I am writing it. I’m not going to try to dress things up, or find just the right way to say it. Plain and simple, on Monday evening at dinner time, while the chicken was roasting, he told me he thought I …
As many of you know, I hold Osama Bin Laden (well, at least, his death, and the heightened security alert and greater restrictions on what you can fly with) personally responsible for the regrettable shape that my hair was in since Monday of last week. My perfectly wonderful hairdresser, who now resides in Houston, was …
Last week was my dear husband, the Big Bison’s, birthday and I made him a cake. I have no skillz whatsoever in cake decorating, but my daughter and I did what we could. Thought you might appreciate seeing our lowly homespun efforts. Wanna see what we did? Grazing. In all his glory. Aerial view: pardon …
23 years later. This picture was taken 23 years ago, and is the best of the last of the pictures that I have of my Mom. She died 5 months after I got married, and one week before I turned 30. My sister ended up with a lot of the family photographs, so …
You know, I can stand a lot of things. For instance, I can stand the fact that the flying experience has now been forever spoiled for the rest of us by the stupid terrorists. Flying USED to be fun. It USED to be an enjoyable, relaxing way to travel. But now, it requires trying to …
I’ve been thinking a lot about the 1960’s lately. It was the decade of my early childhood, of course, but I’ve also been re-visiting the ’60’s in my imagination, lately. First, I recently finished reading The Help, a book about African-American women working as maids in the homes of well-to-do white families in Jackson, Mississippi, …
The Boonies: before the trees budded. What the heck was I thinking when I named this blog “Wildlife in the Woods”? (I actually know the answer to this question: I was thinking about the wildlife that lives in my woods, and the fact that life can get a little wild from time to time, and …
What I should be doing? WRITING. I have a potential opportunity to contribute some recipes to a cookbook that Harvest House is talking about putting out, and I’ve been dragging my feet about actually writing the recipes, because, I am scared of failing. What else should I be doing? BLOGGING. I want to talk about …
So here’s what I’ve noticed: First off, there are some amazing, AMAZING writers out there in the blogosphere. Secondly, many of my favorites don’t necessarily speak my cultural language. They don’t all have my world view. Yet, they are as tasty as a recipe that I try from what, to me, is a completely foreign …
“ I’m really honored and Totally Not Worthy to have gotten an honorable mention as “A Good Laugh” over at Hilary’s gorgeous blog, The Smitten Image. This is my third nod from Hillary, and I’m starting to suspect that this might be her way of being nice to the pitiful girl in the class. You …
Seriously. You know that big storm system that blew across the US recently? On Monday afternoon, it passed through our area. The lightning strikes started popping like popcorn while I was on the phone with my friend, Anne. I had just mentioned to her that things were starting to get dicey, and I might need …
I finally figured out how to make my own button! I’m so excited! I didn’t even used to even know what a blog button was, but now, I can make my own. I went to this wonderful lady’s blog, carefully followed her instructions, and now I know how. So, if you’d like to make your …
No, not THIS Pee Wee. Image from here. Once upon a time, about 23 years ago, and I really and truly am not making this story up, I was a newlywed. OK, I know that’s not that hard to believe. But hang on: it may take a while to get to the unbelievable part, but …
Trying to act nonchalant. See this woman? See what’s behind her? Yeah, at this particular moment, she was feeling pretty darn good about herself. She was thinking that she, for some reason, had been allowed to hit the jackpot. Have you ever been someplace, gone someplace, and known that you had risen above your social …
Be careful what you wish for. Isn’t that what you’ve always heard? Me, too. Why won’t I listen??? Remember how I said I was longing to be interviewed? Jack knows better than to wish for something like that. Some donkeys are smarter than others. Well, my wish has done gone and come true. I’ve been …