Year Archives: 2020

Nothing like a neighborhood fire to break up the Sunday monotony. Happening right now, around the corner from us and down the street, on Forest Circle, in Coldwater. The house has been empty and abandoned for a few years, so...

We bought our beloved house on September 6, 2017, and it feels like we have been moving, restoring and improving every day since, with no end in sight. She was originally built prior to 1883, then moved a mile South...

My super bestie and sister from another mister, Billie Anne, told me I should put my recipes up where she can get to them. She wanted to make my potato soup recipe, because it's still cold... in APRIL. I lost...

I just saw one of these sitting on the fence: Rose Breasted Grosbeak. They only migrate through here and I've never seen one before! I didn't take the photo above. I snagged it off Google, but he looked like that...

Our new granddaughter arrived today at 1:46 p.m., weighing in at 3 lbs, 14 oz, and is an hour old right now. Introducing: Everleigh Ann Ellis She’s a tiny little girl and will be in NICU for a couple of...

We got Greta a puppy this afternoon. We need a guard dog and we were hoping it would help her want to stay in the shop and convalesce instead of chasing every noise she hears and hurting her elbows even...

Here we are in the current coronavirus situation, making us live like Little House on the Prairie. I seem to be running a bakery now, to keep bread on hand for dinner and sandwiches. I like this basic white sandwich...

I'm pulling a few recipes I tested a few years ago to post in my blog. This way I can find them easily, HERE, where I can save them from being monkeyed with and overwritten. I may be paranoid, but...

Maybe it’s because I’m ass-deep in lectures on The French Revolution, where real change was affected and actual lives were lost. But I’m astounded again by the self-importance of your everyday bored person getting into an argument on the Internet;...

I'm seriously depressed today and I don't know what else to do but journal it out. I'm not a crier, but today I am crying tears of the broken-hearted. Five months ago, I went in to have my monthly IV...