i A twenty-fifth wedding anniversary is no small thing. And since it will only come around once in my life, and since a few of you asked to see the pictures we took on the evening of the event, I thought I’d share a few of those with you, as well as a few …
So, I told you it was coming, and sure enough, it did. No, I am not referring to Hurricane Irene. (Which, oddly enough, I did not predict.) I refer to my husband getting kicked out of rehab. Cardio rehab. They like to call it Graduation Day. We like to call it: all insurance will cover. …
There’s one born every minute. And no, I am not referring to a spike in the deer population. I reference, of course, that famous quote by P.T. Barnum, that great American showman, businessman and scam artist, he of the Ringling Brothers, and Barnum and Bailey Circus Fame. Barnum is the often quoted source of the …
Happy Father’s Day to the father of my children, and the man of my dreams. Your heart has taken a licking but by God’s grace, has kept on ticking! Thank you for loving me.Thank you for being my best friend.Thank you for giving me two wonderful children.Thank you for sharing with me our Wild Life …
So, when last I left you, I was flying down the interstate at upwards of 80 mph, praying out loud, while my dear husband, the Big Bison, was riding in the ambulance that was making a path for us. We were en route to the hospital, to get the BB’s ticker checked out. If you …
I guess I’m finally ready to tell this story. I wanted to wait to see how it was going to turn out before I told it, but really, do we ever REALLY know how “it” is going to “turn out”? When a story says, “and they lived happily ever after”, c’mon. Did they, really? Well…maybe …
Home from the hospital! Home from my husband’s bypass surgery. I don’t even know what to say! God is good: how’s that? I don’t know why, thus far, we have been granted mercy. But one week after my dear Big Bison of a husband had a heart attack out in our “yard”, and three days …
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 …
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’m in love, all over again. People with whom I engage in PDA on a regular basis. Click to make it larger. It just gets better.