Monday, January 23, 2017

Chuckles and Chortles

Happy new week, everyone! I hope you all had a great weekend. Ours was a quiet one. We did get out and about yesterday to run some errands but other than that we took it easy.

The weather around here has been ridiculously mild. All the snow has melted and it looks and feels more like early spring than January. No complaints from me. I'm not a winter lover.

Now let's get to the funny stuff.

Have a good one!

Friday, January 20, 2017

This Week

I’ve skipped a couple of days of blogging this week. I suspect that this will be a recurring theme for quite some time as we get busier and busier around here with our upcoming move. That is a given.

I have a few things to share with you but I haven’t had the time to sit down and write about them. Whenever I kick back and relax, I read your blogs, catch up on emails and tour the few social media sites I’m a member of to see what everyone is up to. So I’ll be dropping in to say hi whether I’m blogging or not. Well, for as long as I can.

The house is starting to look emptier and emptier as more and more boxes get packed. It’s kind of a sad sight, really. Without all the personal touches, a home looks and feels unloved and neglected. Even a little eerie. An empty shell. It’s like the very soul that’s been lovingly shaped over the years in this space is being removed. In each room there is a ghostly presence of memories.

This chapter in our lives will soon be coming to an end. It's time to start a new one.

You know what I’m really curious about? How our two cats will react to the move. This is the only home both of them have ever known since we adopted them at the age of four months from the local humane society way back in 2010. It’ll be interesting to see their reaction and how long it will take them to settle in to a new place. I’ve never moved with cats before, so it’ll be a new experience for all of us.

Well, that’s about it. I do have some more stuff to share, which I’ll work on for next week. Until then, I wish you all a beautiful weekend!

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Question Of The Day

I stole coins from my mother's purse to go get ice cream at the corner store. I'm 51 years old and I still feel terrible about this. It may not sound like the worst crime but we were a poor family, so taking money like that was tough on my mom who had a really tight budget. But, you know, ice cream.

How about you?