Yes, that’s what I said. The toilet in the main bathroom upstairs sometimes requires attention. For no reason at all, it runs a little bit of water, just to remind us it’s still there, and then shuts itself off. We can be downstairs watching TV, and hear it summon us from upstairs, “Don’t you forget … More We have a pet toilet.
Last night, Hubby and I went out to buy some groceries. Just a normal evening…. I was telling him about my friend Jane* who is trying to sell her house. During one of the showings, someone left dog poop on the top step, upstairs in the house. How bizarre. I had never heard of such … More A trip to the grocery store
Wow. After two years, my humble blog was picked for Freshly Pressed. I think the photo had something to do with it. Who doesn’t love Stan and Ollie, the Fat and Skinny friends? Which reminds me of this silly poem my father told us: Fat and Skinny had a race, Up and down the pillow … More Basking in the afterglow of being Freshly Pressed
This is an old saying of mine; for those times when life is so insane, that I feel that I am standing on quicksand: “I can’t find the floor!” We are re-painting the inside of the house. We are hoping to put the house on the market soon. We are downsizing–but we might move to … More I can’t find the floor!
What’s that smell?! I was just sitting here, minding my own business, and I noticed a terrible smell. To make matters worse, the smoke alarm started beeping. Loudly! Mom must be cooking again. I don’t know why she does the things she does. She puts something into a pan, and then goes into another room … More Oh no, Mom is cooking again!
I decided to try to live in this century, and bought myself a NOOK. I am cheap (thrifty) by nature, so I went for the inexpensive “Nook Touch.” I went to a class last night at the local library, to learn how to download books from the library. It’s the modern equivalent to borrowing a … More Now that I’ve found NOOK – What am I gonna do..with it?
It was August. I dreaded this time of year. It was the season to buy new shoes for school. My parents escorted me into Smith’s Shoe Store. The salesman welcomed us, and ushered us to a set of chairs. He removed one of my shoes, and he placed my foot into the special measuring device. … More Chapter Shoe