My First Husband
As a child I had a very active imagination. My days were spent in my room with my dolls, playing house and being a mom, a cook, and a spelunker. In one of my fantasies I combined the three and … Continue reading
As a child I had a very active imagination. My days were spent in my room with my dolls, playing house and being a mom, a cook, and a spelunker. In one of my fantasies I combined the three and … Continue reading
(Granny’s wall of grandkids. Found on my phone, though I don’t remember taking it. It’s grown a lot over the years.) Tweet
Given the choice of cake or pie or cobbler or any other dessert treat for his birthday, my husband always chooses the same thing. And it’s never cobbler. EVER. Whereas my choice always falls somewhere in the fruit pie/cobbler spectrum. … Continue reading
Granny and Paw Paw’s I miss it when I’m not there. Tweet
I haven’t done this in a while and I still haven’t put up my links on the sidebar (and as you can see, this design HAS been around since last fall…ahem.) I’ll get with the program soon. Until that happens, … Continue reading