Thanksgiving in the US usually involves a large family meal, sometimes as a potluck and often involving an all-hands-on-deck approach to get everything together at the end.Continue reading “The prep”
My fantastic blessing of a BIL came by of a Friday evening to power wash my place.Continue reading “Power wash”
spinned spun stationary biked over at the folks house two days in a row.
At the end of the second day I genuinely felt like I had maybe messed up my knee. Continue reading “Inadvertent mooch”
As people do, roughly once a year.
It was some days ago, now. But it was a nice day…Continue reading “I had a birthday”
For someone awfully important
So one of my old friends asked me a few days back, how I’ve been getting all my steps every day, even though I’m in so much. (As of course many of us are.) Continue reading “Old friends”
My sister married a guy who is smart and strong and funny. A man of faith. A man who loves the Lord, my sister, their kids, our family. Continue reading “My brother”
Fathers and daughters, fathers and sons.
It’s Father’s Day weekend as I write this (weeks before I’ll post it).
It’s a pleasant early-summer day, which means my day lilies are doing their thing.
Sunday church means coloring during services:
And an outdoor & distanced cookout at Dad’s for Fathers Day. For which I made the brownies, touched up with walnuts and a little leftover hot fudge sauce because that sounded good and also because that all needed to Go. Away. From me.
It’s too early. My earliest alarm – the optimistic, maybe-I’ll-get-a-long-workout / at-least-I’ll-be-awake-to-hear-the-next-alarm alarm – won’t go off for another half hour. Continue reading “Early June morning”
My sister is one of my favorite people in the wide world. We are both as alike and as different as people can be, in a variety of ways.
She is the heart of my heart.