I call this post a mixed blessing for one very important reason. I’ve recently had been having, what I believe are gallbladder attacks. They’ve happened whenever I’ve eaten anything fried, greasy, spicy and/or dairy products. I know it’s not a good idea to self diagnose, but what I’ve seen on the internet as far as … More Mixed Blessing
This is a series of blog posts about my ditzy little ways of doing things. I don’t really remember too much goofy shit when I was a kid, but I certainly have quite a few goofy shit episodes I will share, and hope that you get a good chuckle out of them. They have been … More Dipshit Queen
Wow, this cold is more than I can bear…I love winter, but I can’t handle subzero temps. I can’t hand any extremes, hot or cold. A good winter is one full of snow, and temps of no lower than 20 degrees, well, actually I can stand 10 degrees, but if theres a bity wind accompanying … More Siberia is coming to town
Sometimes I wonder about myself sometimes. Last night, I was hungry for some cling peaches. I grabbed a can, and plugged in my can opener. For once it worked the first time around, and as the can turned half way around, I realized something…..the can had a pull tab on it…so my hubby now calls … More Just call me Peaches
I went on line to find the glasses, and I found quite a few of the sets on Ebay, but they wanted almost 30 dollars for shipping…SCREW THAT….I’ll look around at the many antique shops in my area. I’m not paying that. that’s ridiculous.
One Christmas, many years ago, my sister got me a set of 12 Twelve days of Christmas drinking glasses. They’re 12 oz. They are sooo nice. Each glass has a passage from the song, the Twelve Days of Christmas. Over the years though, they have gotten broken. I took them out this morning, and I … More Christmas glasses
Today would’ve been my mom’s 75th birthday. I miss her soooo much. The irony of it is that, when she was alive, we didn’t always get along. We were too much alike. I am the oldest of her 3 children, and I am so much like her, personality wise, it’s spooky. We’re both head strong … More Missing Mom, on her birthday.