La, la la la… time for groceries! I am optimistic, the sun is shining, I have coupons. Wow. So I had to get stuck behind a dumpster truck, parked in
La, la la la… time for groceries! I am optimistic, the sun is shining, I have coupons. Wow. So I had to get stuck behind a dumpster truck, parked in
Part 1 and Part 2 are around here somewhere… A couple of weeks later, we had another horse camp. April was allowed to return on a strict “first-strike-you’re-out” policy, as
Part 1 is HERE. One night, around midnight, campers were tucked in their bunks and the whole ranch was peaceful, taking time to itself after a long day. The only
I’ve been wanting to tell this story for a long time now, and I realized the other day that this was really my first intro to Therapeutic Riding, though I
I’m out of ideas and don’t have a sister to interview, but need to get the juices flowing on a gloomy gray Monday morning. So here goes, the latest in
This made me sigh and think and feel and ponder. Enjoy.
Confession: I’m not good at doing things “just because”. When I had writer’s block every the other day, my bestie Val said something insightful, something my husband has said many
I love cooking shows. I love cookbooks. I love making up recipes and hoping that they don’t combust or taste like bad gravy on a Goodyear tire. Yesterday I made
… but I’m already breathless. Help! I’m stuck in a mire of my own good intentions!
Wish us luck, that we don’t get eaten by any hungry lions.