The standard hasn’t changed
I pulled out my 1-teaspoon measuring spoon this morning to measure out my tea leaves for my morning’s cup of tea. I was struck with how I have been using this exact same set of measuring spoons for…
A bunny nail trim
My daughter has had bunny for almost two months now … and bunny is beginning to need a nail trim. Rabbits in the wild do not need nail trims because normal wear and tear of digging in the…
Contamination in the well
Where Hubby and I live everyone in our neighborhood is on a shared community well. A small local water company manages the well and all the systems involved in our neighborhood water supply. When we first moved into…
Having a hard time trusting
To replace our beloved little blue car (which we just recently “let go”) hubby and I purchased a new vehicle. This new vehicle has a backup camera. I have never personally driven a car with a backup camera…
Confidence in an unfaithful heater
I was driving to my dentist appointment in our 22-year-old car … smacking at the dashboard and center console to try to make a rattle stop … and freaking out over a new traffic revision … when about…
Smacking at rattles!
I wrote a few blog posts ago about “letting go” of our beloved little blue car. It was the right thing to do. It was time. I am now driving our other old car (the one which hubby…
Slow and steady progress
I shared a few blog posts ago about how my daughter has recently adopted her friends’ bunny. It has been one month now since bunny came to live with my daughter. Each afternoon, when my daughter gets home…
Fair warning
The day after hubby and I returned back home from our trip away to a far distant city, our power company had a planned power outage for some maintenance work. Both hubby and I had received text messages…
Called out … when you least expect it!
Hubby and I were in a deep sleep. Suddenly we were pulled out of sleep by a dreadful, terrible alarm sounding! What on earth is that!?! What did we do to make that terrible alarm go off?? How…
“Letting go” is worship
Hubby and I stood on the front porch steps as we watched the Carvana lady drive our beloved little blue car out the gravel driveway to the car carrier waiting on the street. I was thankful the car…