Some women, when their husbands are out of town, go shopping. I, on the other hand, tend to change things up a bit at home. There was the exception the time that Mister was out of town when I, at almost four months pregnant (Little Man was the one cooking), loaded up Little Lady and Little Red, . . .
Fun Times & Dutch Doors
Wow! Who would guess that only 7 months into a year and it feels like the year has gone to hell in a hand basket? A virulent virus, earthquakes in Idaho and Utah and word of killer hornets. Holy beeswax. I'm good to end this crappy sci-fi story anytime. Seriously. Last summer, to stay current . . .
I guess you can call that a feather . . .
Check out the photos below. Mmm, wondering what that spiffy specimen of Nature is? That pretty excuse of a feather made its way into our home, courtesy of Little Man. I appreciate Little Man's love of bugs, birds, sticks, rocks (SO MANY ROCKS) and many random creatures. Feathers also fall . . .
Pound & Poofah Proof!
I'm into week eight of this exercise class that has been around for awhile, but is new at my gym. It's called Pound and it's a lot of fun! I've heard of it before but it wasn't yet available at my gym. I'm already paying a gym membership fee, so paying extra to attend this class elsewhere, isn't . . .
My personal gerbil wheel
Holy moly. It feels like I haven't been typing on this bad boy for eons! Honestly, it all began Tuesday, February 12. Around 7:20 in the morning, I had a very painful bout of gastritis (inflammation of the lining of the stomach) sneak up on me. I could barely standup to braid Little Lady and Little . . .
Oh the little things!
A couple of weeks ago, a group of five lovely women, myself included, ha, attended the Broadway musical Wicked. If you go to a an event, you need to go out to eat beforehand, correct? As we were breaking bread, we had a conversation about the somewhat recent service of ordering groceries online and . . .
Because there aren’t enough in the drawer.
There is this handy-dandy eating tool, known as a spork, that I believe everyone has encountered. It was possibly an accident like several things that make us happy (Post Its, bubble gum, etc.). However, it is clever. Eating mashed potatoes? No problem! Need to stab your salad with a utensil because . . .
Care for some salt?
Some of you who have livestock, know that they need salt in their diets to stay healthy. Sheep can get their salt intake from salt blocks or salt that's poured onto flat surfaces for them to lick when they need it. This brings me to yesterday when I called my mom to tell her something funny that . . .
Organization. Or, trying.
Many of you have probably heard of Marie Kondo, the organization guru gal. I bought her book (and I blogged about it last year), the life-changing magic of tidying up, read that bad boy and implemented some of her ideas. There was no way I could do everything at once, especially with three young . . .
These vet bills are fun! Words never uttered before.
It's definitely been a while since my last post, almost a month. The holidays kicked into full gear, then major cooties struck us, back to school, then some stitches, a tooth pulled and a spaying took place. Mama could use a massage. Ha, ha. Lottie Our Idaho Fuzzy Face, Lottie, has acclimated . . .