So Not Wordless Wednesday

  • Piggy Banks: I’ll bet Warren Buffet had one.

    If I remember correctly, my sister got a piggy bank for her fourth birthday.  She is the youngest in our family, so it’s never been quite clear as to why my younger brother and myself were passed up on the… Continue reading

  • Time for a Remodel

    I’m truly in a quandry.  As I look back over the past year, so much has changed that no one would notice but me.  I’m speaking of my blog world, and not the real world, which is so chaotic right… Continue reading

  • Patriotic Coffee

    Not too much else can be said. Except this… This… Oh, and of course, this. I’d say our house is in order. Not bad for a Nearly Wordless Wednesday. Continue reading

    Patriotic Coffee
  • You, too can enjoy life past 30

    Today is my birthday.  And as much as I can say that many women my age choose not to admit their age, I’m proud of mine. I’m 52 years old.  Not 52 years young, or 52 years better.  It doesn’t… Continue reading

  • In Vogue with Armpit Flaps

    Once in a while, if I’m waiting in the line at the grocery store long enough, like others, I scan the covers of magazines.  I glance past Gourmet, Bon Appetit, and Food & Wine, because I have those and others… Continue reading

    In Vogue with Armpit Flaps
  • Top Ten Wordless Wednesday Words

    My top ten words for this Nearly Wordless Wednesday — not to be confused with Wordless Wednesday since I’m incapable of being wordless on any day of the week — are (you know, in case you were wondering, and waiting,… Continue reading

  • Does My Rear Look Big Like This?

    The Yackstar has to be nearly twelve.  I should know, but I don’t, and each time I wonder, I have to count.  That wouldn’t be easy either, but the day I use is the one I met with the RTR’s… Continue reading

  • You, Too, Can Organize and Decorate with Teens

    The Resident Teen Rocker turned 16 while we were in Italy last month. Other than giving him a card that had our family’s required elements of butts, farting, or both, and singing Happy Birthday as horribly as we pridefully aim… Continue reading

  • You’re so over the Italy stuff, right?

    The train ride to Florence was easy.  There were no delays, the air conditioning was refreshing, and it actually seemed as if we were really skimming along at 300 km/hr, leaving cars on the autostrade in the dust, which is… Continue reading

  • Italy: Checking our list…

    You thought you were rid of me didn’t you? At least it appears that you may have been considering I’ve not written since…I can’t even remember. I’ve been in food land. Go figure that after being involved in my cyber… Continue reading