Death doesn’t have to be tragic. There. I said it. It’s a weird belief for our Western society, but one I whole heartily believe in. Am I sad? Why yes, sometimes I cry when I eat a good carrot, because … Continue reading I Lost My Poppa. But I Kept a Piece of Him with Me
I was as good as a hot damn this week grocery shopping! I was in early, under budget! If you remember, I’ve challenged myself for Janurary to spend half my grocery budget a week. So that means that instead of $140, I just have $70. This seems high, but we have higher grocery prices on my island, and we also aren’t happy eating the cheapest, quickest food. We want quality, healthy, local and organic if possible food! I only spent $50 last week, so I had $90 for this week. I spent $41.35 at Country Grocer The celery and cashews were … Continue reading Grocery shop!
My Poppa (Maternal Grandfather) has short term memory loss. He’s always in pain. Doesn’t remember a new person. Doesn’t remember to put on clean clothes. (But my Dad says he never did before anyways!) But…he is the only one who can tell my three sisters and I apart on the phone, first try When Cowboy and I told him and my Grandma I was pregnant,(and 16) he got up right away, gave me a big hug, and said, “Well you know we’ll be behind you 100% of the way”. Isn’t that crazy how a man who has forgotten the social … Continue reading Teach ’em young
While trying to find a picture that someone represented Valentines day, or Love, all I found was pictures of teeny fish we never actually ate, Four great-grand children laying together A cute little Squirrel My Stepdad and I milking, with Poppa holding the kicker rope. We don’t usually have a kicker rope, but she had a sore udder and thought it was a fantastic idea to kick the bucket on a regular basis. The kicker rope gets pulled tight around their abdomen, in front of the udder, right tight in the hip socket. For some reason, this helps. … Continue reading Happy Valentines Day!