My Patched Jeans

A few years back, when ripped jeans were becoming the rage, I bought a pair. Very baggy, a few strategically ripped parts and folded bottoms. They were a very light denim colour and rode low on my hips. They were the most comfortable pants I owned. Now these jeans were everything an older gal like … Continue reading My Patched Jeans →

Life… Journey or Destination

In the last month I went to two funerals. They could not have been any more different. The first was my mother-in -law. She was coming up on her 95th birthday but her health was failing. She had a long and varied life but she had lost her husband as well as two children and … Continue reading Life… Journey or Destination →

I’ve Never Bought A Car

Well that is a little misleading. I drive and I will hate it one day when someone decides I am a menace and my license is revoked. Oh wait, that already happened. But I got it back after a month. Apparently there are penalties for speeding. And getting caught one too many times. No what … Continue reading I’ve Never Bought A Car →

Geraniums… The Old Lady Flower

Years ago I was helping my oldest daughter with the flower gardens around her new home. The new cabin I bought had been owned by a landscape architect and the yard was full of flowers. We split a bunch of the overgrown plants and did quite a lovely job filling in the beds around her … Continue reading Geraniums… The Old Lady Flower →

My other best friend…

Years ago Rene' played on an over thirty men's slowpitch team. They played at a few different locations relatively close to our house. You can always tell the teams with married men. They have no spectators at the late games. If there was a team with lots of gals watching you knew they were girlfriends. … Continue reading My other best friend… →

My Failed Attempt At A Gratitude Journal

Awhile ago my son shared a conversation he had with his friend. She said that when she died she wanted everything erased. Journals, diaries and unfinished manuscripts were to be burned. Hard drive wiped clean and all evidence erased. My son on the other hand said he would rather that we find everything he had … Continue reading My Failed Attempt At A Gratitude Journal →

I’m Getting Old. How Did That Happen?

No matter how many birthdays come and go I've always felt in my mind that I was 26. The reality hits me whenever I pass a mirror and I think to myself "You don't look so good for 26". Now the fact that my oldest child will be 42 soon, you would think I would … Continue reading I’m Getting Old. How Did That Happen? →