THIRTY DAYS OF THANKS AND GIVING. DAY 15: A VETERAN’S STANDARD Although Arkansas has been my home for most of my life, I wasn’t raised here. My parents were both in the Navy. In those days, women were discharged if they were pregnant so my mom served until I came along. My dad retired after … Continue reading DAY 15: A VETERAN’S STANDARD
Thirty Days of Thanks and Giving DAY 13: TAKE A HIKE I’ve owned two pairs of hiking boots in my life. That’s 56 years, two pairs of boots. I owned the first pair for about 15 years. I’ve owned the second pair for just as many years. Neither of them wore out. I’m not a … Continue reading TAKE A HIKE
THIRTY DAYS OF THANKS AND GIVING. DAY 12: ANTI-VAX I’m not anti-vaccination, but I am anti-injection. I hate getting shots. I don’t know anyone who loves it, but most tolerate it with ease. I don’t. I get very anxious and tense up and they hurt like fire. The first time I went to Sub-Saharan Africa … Continue reading ANTI-VAX
THIRTY DAYS OF THANKS AND GIVING. DAY 9: NOT COOL My refrigerator doesn’t fit in a toaster, but it’s toast. Completely crapped out and needs replaced. I’m living out of a cooler and in my spoiled world, that is not cool. The reason my refrigerator stopped working is because, a couple of weeks ago, the … Continue reading NOT COOL
THIRTY DAYS OF THANKS AND GIVING. DAY 7: A CROSS AMONGST THE CARNAGE I like to collect crosses from places I visit. I like wearable souvenirs. Whenever I wear the cross I bought at the 9/11 Memorial Museum, someone inevitably tells me that it’s backwards. It isn’t but it does look that way. It’s a … Continue reading A CROSS AMONGST THE CARNAGE
My mother often describes her childhood as "growing up in a restaurant." The Midway Cafe divided the East from the West on the main street of Coleraine, Minnesota. It was sandwiched between narrow family businesses that had apartments at the top of very steep staircases. The shoe store had three aisles of shoe boxes stacked … Continue reading FREE REFILLS
I love to travel and I hate cheesy souvenirs and t shirts. My number one collection that grows from every single adventure, trip, or event is memories. Yep - I collect memories. They do get dusty and I realize that with age, my collection will likely deteriorate. But I'm not the only keeper of my … Continue reading MEMORIES
I might need a little Razorback Redemption today. I might be guilty of fair weather fandom. It's not like me at all and I have no excuse… but somehow I lost control and commented on a pre-game post that I hope LSU wins the boot this year. LSU is my backup team to cheer on … Continue reading LEGACY LANDMARK
"Oh it's a perfect day for coffee on the deck!" Growing up as a Navy Brat, I moved every two years. It seems like our homes always had small cement porches with enough room for a welcome mat. Sometimes the porch stretched into a patio, but I can't remember ever having a deck. It wasn't … Continue reading DECK THE HOUSE…
Well I'm nothing if not a Saturday squirrel chaser… Today I rose out of bed to tackle a few tasks before heading off to a Scout function. The tasks weren't vague. I didn't get blindsided by any urgent appliance malfunctions, clogged toilets, or doggie disasters. Just simply start some laundry, get Coleman's Scout uniform ready, … Continue reading A PLACE FOR MY PYREX
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