Category Archives: Personal

This was written on my Facebook page, but if I copy it here, there is a small chance of finding it again. It was almost 2 pm and my tummy was saying “Feed Me” so I went to the Hardees … Continue reading →

Had a Winter storm overnight. this is what I see when I turn my chair to look out the window ~~love and Huggs, Diane

The weather has been crazy lately, and the flowers and plants in the yard are quite confused. Did a little walk around the property before Husband did some mowing. He left standing a few of the flowers because butterflies were … Continue reading →

Some of my Holiday Gift loot went to the purchase of a roll of Presidential Dollar Coins. After reading an article in the Chicago Tribune about how the government is going to cut back the production of the coins, I … Continue reading →

Being quite particular about what I’m willing to have next to my skin for hours at a time, I can understand other people being the same way when it comes to choice of clothes. One of my earliest memories is … Continue reading →

Here I sit well past bedtime. Actually, I was in bed at a sweet hour, but I have the beginnings of head cold problems and sinus drainage, causing all kinds of deep coughs. It’s what comes of being in places … Continue reading →

Here I sit procrastinating paperwork. Some of it is routine bill paying, there’s a birthday card needing a signature and stuffing of the envelope. Also the beginning pages of the mountain for medical finance. Very grateful for my desktop copier, … Continue reading →

Yesterday came and went without me saying anything special about the date… 18 January. That date in the year 1989, my own dad died. Middle Son Lucas was in Kindergarten. That date in the year 1991, my husband’s dad died. … Continue reading →

Today I learned that a guy who was in our wedding party is going to be a “Pappy”. That seems odd to me, I’ve known him since our church camp days, which means more than 40 years. He’s old enough, … Continue reading →

First Tuesday in November means Election Day! I already did my part, signed my name on a form at a table with some nice ladies from the neighborhood sitting behind it. Too bad they were so busy, we usually are … Continue reading →