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Who doesn’t have one? A bowl, dish, or basket that sits inside the back door? Ready for car keys and house keys. They fill to overflowing without our noticing. Who throws away keys? A few days ago, we decided to sort through our own messy collection. Most of them were mystery keys. And so out […]
Dear Carolyn, Well, we’ve done it again. We’ve moved. I didn’t send the forwarding info to you as you’re a little hard to reach. If we have internet issues here, I can only imagine the difficulties you must experience. But a funny thing happened as we were unpacking boxes in our new digs and I […]
We used to live in a big house with a teeny-tiny washer and dryer. Now we live in a small house with an extra large washer and dryer. Go figure. Actually, I’m a bit excited about that. For a couple of reasons. I can actually wash more than one sheet at a time. I can […]
It’s never too late. Really and truly. I didn’t know that, at my age, I would become a wannabe. I’m pretty comfortable in my lifestyle. Family and friends all good. Love our new digs. What could possibly be missing? But I seriously wannabe an “–er.” Or an “-ist.” Even an “-ant.” I want a title. […]
Okay, so it’s no longer the May River we see every day but we do enjoy the benefits of a large lagoon and its inhabitants, right in our backyard. The huge alligator who, we’re told, is too old to care about anything but a warm bank upon which to sprawl and soak up sun. And […]
The Island Packet did it again. It grabbed my attention. A week or so ago, the first page headline was “Free range parenting bill supported by Senate panel.” That bill, according to the article, means that kids would be allowed to play outdoors unsupervised at times. At first glance, the bill seems to fall into […]
There were two from my high school years. “Festina Lente” and “Function in Disaster; Finish in Style.” Those few little words have been invaluable over the course of the last few months as we have made this transition to our new digs. The move was, and still is, a good decision. Maybe a great decision. […]
We thought we mattered. That we were valued members of the family. That our feelings and opinions were worthy of consideration. Apparently, we were wrong. We were neither informed nor consulted regarding this most recent move. We don’t like change. Period. End of discussion. They knew that but they went right ahead and did it […]
No, not Ivory, Dove or Irish Spring. I’m talking about those old-timey soap operas on television. The afternoons used to be chock-a-block full of them them. And many of us watched one (or more) on a daily basis. Even though we rarely admitted it. The Guiding Light was MY guiding light. It gave me hope […]
Tomorrow the moving van comes. The careful and caring people who will be here to take our stuff have moved us four times. They know us; we know them. I’m not at all worried about everything getting to its destination in one piece. I’m a teensy bit worried about myself not arriving in one piece […]
Again. This time we downsize. Seriously downsize. We’re forced to make hard decisions. I will not jam everything we own into this little cottage. I refuse to stash stuff in the garage. I will not store boxes under beds. There will be space to move around and to enjoy those things we take with us. […]
You really can’t make this stuff up. Like many of us, I have to get regular blood work done or they won’t give me my meds. Sometimes, the wait at the lab can be as much as an hour for a blood draw that takes less than two minutes. Last time I was there […]
I’m hooked on British mysteries. It started with the great Agatha Christie many, many years ago. I even hear the English lilt and accents in my head as I read. The British idioms and adages have apparently seeped into my own. Just not always in the right way. I get the meaning but the nuances […]
Yes, that May River. The one in the picture above these words. For all the many years that we’ve been coming to this part of the world, I’d heard about the May River. There seemed to be an aura about it. Almost a reverence. Whether or not you’d ever seen it or been on it, you knew […]
When we were first married, the Mister’s father gave us one share of stock in Scott Paper. It seemed a bit odd at the time but there was something lovely in that gift that I didn’t originally appreciate. I was thinking about that the other day as my Christmas “tissue” blog is being re-blogged below. […]