Before It Took a Village

Before the idea of "it takes a village" was popularized in the 1990's, we who lived in the village already knew the secret to successful kids!  It was with that in mind that I wrote this post to thank the grown ups in my life who looked out for me when I was a kid.  … Continue reading Before It Took a Village

Shopping with Lucille

If you haven't read my other post about my lovely, elderly neighbor, you don't know that she is no longer my neighbor. About six months ago she fell and it's not a wise idea for her to be on her own. So, she's in an assisted living facility nearby. We try to visit her every … Continue reading Shopping with Lucille

Stand in the Place Where You Live

What are the earliest memories of the place you lived in as a child?  I grew up in a split level ranch on a cul-de-sac with 10 other houses.  Many of them like ours.   When it was originally built, I'm sure it was not intended to become home to a family with eight children.  When … Continue reading Stand in the Place Where You Live

Snow Blows, And Blows, And Blows

I had already started to write my post earlier today, but I have to change directions.  As everyone who doesn't live under a rock knows, there's been a snowstorm in these here parts today.  Also today, very few of you would know, that my husband is sick in bed.  Do you know what that might … Continue reading Snow Blows, And Blows, And Blows

Nice Is As Nice Does, Indeed (or In Deed)

"If you can't say something nice don't say anything at all."  Yes, Mom, it's still ringing in my ears.  It's an expression emblazoned on the psyches of millions of kids who've heard it thousands of times from mothers, grandmothers, and teachers. Now as for doing something nice, that's also a value that is instilled at … Continue reading Nice Is As Nice Does, Indeed (or In Deed)


Home foreclosure is always a sad thing.  I found out last week that a neighbor of ours will have their house foreclosed on in the next couple of weeks.  I remember when we first moved into our house four years ago, there was a for sale sign on the lawn across the street.  There seemed … Continue reading Snow…Blows