Good bye 2014….

A year ago today, hubby and I sat and talked about the past year and the upcoming year.  We had a strong feeling about 2014.  We knew it would be a year of events.  A year of change.  A year that was different.  We anticipated it, we felt it coming.  Little did we realize the

A Big Loop…

Towards the end of October Hubby and I went on an adventure.  We set off with our little dog, a tent, an air mattress, and some supplies.  We went north a bit and then straight across Interstate 40.  Each night we stopped, set up our tent (not without a lot of grumbling from yours truly),

Could it be possibly be?

I really dislike warm weather.  I was excited to go to San Diego at first because I was leaving the 90 degree temps that are so common here in South Carolina in September. I was excited until I realized that San Diego was hot also. I felt like I couldn’t escape from the heat.  Upon

Home Again…

This has been a busy year.  We usually do not travel much, the occasional trip to see Little Man (which is never often enough) and an occasional weekend away. Although this year is almost over, I still feel like it is March.  The time has flown by that quickly. The summer we spent in my

Over three decades ago….

31 years ago today, I woke up and decided to have a cook-out.  We had friends coming over to help organize my new house and to help me out. I got up, fixed some macaroni salad, put some beans in to bake and got hot dogs and hamburgers ready for the grill. I made cherry

Hands…

First of all, I would like to thank  athingirldotcom for her post yesterday.  She had a phrase in her post that prompted a memory that I wanted to write about hands.  So, thank you Susannah! I have always looked at hands.  As far as I can remember I notice people’s hands.  I love to see

On Saying Good-bye…

September 2, 1983 I was nine months pregnant.  I had a 4 1/2-year-old girl.  My hubby was on what would turn out to be an 8 1/2 month deployment.  On September 2, 1983, we moved into our home. The home was not my dream house.  It was not what I had imagined living in.  But,

grumpy has left the building…

Yesterday I wrote about being grumpy.  I always hesitate to write about moods like these.  It is like shining a beacon on myself, begging to be looked at and either coddled or encouraged. Yes, I know when moods like these hit, you sometimes need to be encouraged, coddled, or sometimes you just need a good

Quiet…

I am not an extrovert.  I am an introvert.  I like to be alone.  I don’t want to be bothered with lots of noise and busyness.  I like to have a schedule and follow it and keep the order in the time and way I like.  Yes, I  know I am a bit of a

Winters in the Past…

I have lived with many types of winter.  Each one is wonderful in itself, but my favorites have been the ones with snow and ice and gray skies.  I miss those winters. Growing up in northwestern Pennsylvania, we had good winters.  Sometimes they would arrive early and stay late.  I can remember wearing winter coats