Given my recent track record, this will be the last post of the year. The final wrap-up and farewell to two-thousand-and-eighteen. What to say? What to say? My first thought. Whatever happened to the Nutter Butter Wafers? Not the cookies shaped like a peanut shell, the square ones with the yummy whipped peanut butter filling.…
December, you’ve always been a problem child. I love well beyond the majority of Sara Bareilles’s songs, but December perfectly describes this time for me. I realize the last month of the year is all about holidays and baking, family and friends, but no matter how we dress it up December is a myth. In…
Changing habits and challenging established expectations is stressful stuff, but this is my year. All the wrapping will be recycled or reusable, and all of my gifts will be local or handmade by small shops via Etsy. I will not purchase one gift from a big store. This year and every year after, I am doing…
It’s been windy all day, really windy. I think the wind is mother nature’s voice. Most of the time she takes it, she’s silent, occasionally she rains, but there are times she needs to speak. Let it out. Wind is the way she puts us all in our place. When things are blowing around and…
I’m not feeling it. I know, I type this every year, but jeez why is it Christmas again? Maybe my internal calendar is off because it feels like . . . March to me. I sometimes have these fantasies of getting on a plane bound for somewhere that doesn’t care that it’s Christmas. I’m not…
I don’t chop my wood. Come to think of it, I’ve never chopped a piece of wood. I have a faint memory of what an axe handle feels like in my hand, but I don’t think swinging was ever involved. Michael is a wood chopper, but not much these days, unless we are camping or disposing of…
It’s Memorial Day, again. Honestly, as I get older sometimes things become rote. Here we go again, another Easter, it’s time for Halloween again. As we move into summer, it’s another long weekend of flags, boats heading to the lake, and the smell of coals burning. More often than not, when I get in these modes, slip…
It is the first day of December. Here come the moods. Not all bad moods, not all warm and fuzzy moods, just moods. December is a moody month for me. I think a lot during the middle months, so December, the last month, the end to a year, a holiday month, really gets me going.…
When did socks start having a left and a right? More importantly, why do I feel like it’s wrong to put an R on my left foot and vise versa? It’s the day before Thanksgiving. No, I am not in the holiday spirit, so stop smiling, stop playing Christmas music before it’s even Thanksgiving, and…