I am so ready for spring. We got about an inch of snow last nights and our roads are glazed over with ice again. Ugh! Hope you have a great day!
I'm enjoying blogging again, too. The format and the atmosphere make all the difference!
Very moving piece. Beautifully written. Hugs to you, your daughter, and granddaughters.
It's snowing here, too, but we're not getting near what you are. The deck is covered, grass is poking through the dusting, and the streets are wet. We're getting more of a nuisance snow, since school won't be called off or delayed for this stuff. (Unless the roads freeze, of course--OH MIGHTY SNOW GODS, HEAR MY PRAYERS.) And, yes, it is very pretty--even hanging from the truck balls.Ya'll stay warm!
Welcome aboard!
I just read Sylvia's post on this very same book. This must be some not-to-be missed hot stuff to read.
I have some Old No. 7 memories of my own...
What a wonderful idea! I love it when kids learn to think beyond themselves.
Sylvia! I'm so glad to find you one mybloggers!!! I definitely want to read this book. I think my daughters would enjoy it, too. We're still re-grouping from all the mess in the fall, and this book and it's philosophies certainly couldn't hurt. Thanks for posting on it.
Damn, Bugg! You made me spit out my Diet Mt. Dew, laughing while reading and drinking. Yeah--I think we all have pics out there that we hope never surface.
Hey, Barb!
I've been battling this same situation with my husband for nearly 25 years. He eats like a 10 year old. It's a real mess when we go grocery shopping together. I shop the perimeter of the store--vegs, meat, and dairy--while he's darting in the aisles grabbing kettle chips and Debbie cakes.
I'm afraid you're right. I'm more concerned about my family's future than I have been in the past 25 years. Scary economic times, no doubt.
Sounds like you're enjoying your visit, Joan. Big hug to you!