The Earthquake, The Swag, and the Five-Year-Old

     

February 2024 began with a small gentle rocking that quickly turned into a hard-shaking rattle and roll. EARTHQUAKE!

If that wasn’t enough to scare the heck out of me (make you drop to your knees praying for forgiveness!!), toss in a good old-fashioned thunder, lightning, and hail storm.

Welcome to February.

The groundhog didn’t see his shadow this year… I’m sure the weather had something to do with it. When he came out, all that storming and shaking scared him right back into his hole for another six weeks. It did me.

   

Waking Up Naked and Afraid

Darlin’ Daughter, Brandy came down with COVID and was quarantined upstairs in her room. To keep us all connected, Darlin’ Son-in-Law  Rob, set up a little face chat from the living room with him and the boys.

Somehow, the conversation turned to pillows.

Rob said, “We should buy new pillows every year. Drool is a breeding ground for all kinds of undesirables. Hey Brandy, show your mom your pillow.”

Naturally, I expected to see a bed pillow. Nope. She pulled up one of those travel pillows and wrapped it around her neck like a giant orthopedic collar.

The first thing out of my mouth?
“Doesn’t that kind of hinder the romance department?”

Death by Desk: A Life Chaos Story

The Desk That Broke My Back (Almost)

We’ve been cooped up for months — or at least it feels that way. So when I spotted this beautiful solid wooden desk at a thrift store, I just knew I had to have it. (Thankfully, it wasn’t made from particle board, or I doubt we’d have ever gotten it into the house in one piece.)

In the store, it looked perfect. I imagined it sitting neatly under my window. Reality, however, had other plans.

We (my sister JoDee and I) managed to wrestle it out of my little Equinox. Don’t ask me how we got it in there to begin with — some miracles are best left unexplained.

Next came the real challenge: up the seven steps into the house. All went surprisingly well… until step number five.