Every year during the Holiday season we get fruitcakes from our neighbors. We smile politely and hand out a tin box of cookies in exchange -always thinking they got the better deal. The fruitcakes end up in our fridge. It’s like during a rainy summer when you end up with too many zucchinis in your garden -all football size and bigger- and you try to come up with a solution to get rid of them. Continue reading
I haven’t been very active in the blogging world, had my hands full offline. My husband got hurt on the job site December 3rd, and ever since we are living the Workman’s Comp nightmare, like so many before us. Continue reading
I am angry. Very very angry.
Like the rest of the nation, I am watching the Kavanaugh hearing, and I can only do it in small dosages to prevent my head from exploding. Continue reading
A got a good laugh out of it, but then I felt sadness.
I have never been to a political rally, but I don’t think this is normal. The removal of law-abiding citizens, just because they don’t show the enthusiasm, they were ordered to show. Continue reading
A while back a blogger wrote about the difference between Facebook and the blogging world. She praised the HONESTY in the blogging world, and I couldn’t help but wince inside. Ever since I have not participated much, had to rethink my stand in the virtual world. Continue reading
I have been a fan of the Daily Prompt from the start. Well, maybe not from the outset. First I had to find my way around but then, after I had found it, that’s when I was hooked. Continue reading
I hit “Publish” and it felt good. I had worked for hours on a rather long post, and I was eager to see the reaction. I couldn’t wait to read what my blogging friends had to say and right then and there –BOOM – the little bell showed me the first “Like.”
I have noticed some new faces on my blog, and I am thrilled. For me, it’s not about the numbers or statistics, but rather about the new, upcoming interactions I might have with all of you in the future. Continue reading
I often wish that old furniture could talk. What a story many of these antique pieces could tell. Where do they come from? Who made them and who did they belong to? All the people they have met and most importantly, what brought them into my little workshop. Continue reading
Something interesting happened yesterday to me in the blogging world, something, that might explain while I don’t see some bloggers anymore. I made a mistake yesterday and I have to say, I feel a little embarrassed. Embarrassed, because I didn’t follow the #1 blogging rule. I did not just not follow it, no, I bend it…broke it. I am a bad, bad blogger (I think that’s what I am suppose to say now.)