I ran down to Barnes and Noble to get Carsen's birthday gifts. Yes, I'm a last-minute auntie this year! The pet treat cutters/molds/recipes kit is a nod to the fact that Carsen has two new puppies this year, Boston Terriers the family dog gave birth to back at Christmastime. She loves her three dogs and will enjoy making homemade biscuits for them. I hope she likes the books, too.
Sunday, May 17, 2026
Sunday this & that
I ran down to Barnes and Noble to get Carsen's birthday gifts. Yes, I'm a last-minute auntie this year! The pet treat cutters/molds/recipes kit is a nod to the fact that Carsen has two new puppies this year, Boston Terriers the family dog gave birth to back at Christmastime. She loves her three dogs and will enjoy making homemade biscuits for them. I hope she likes the books, too.
Wednesday, May 13, 2026
Matilda, Mattress, and a Monarch
This past Friday night I went downtown to our community theater to see my friend Marla's little girl perform in the kids' version of the musical Matilda. I still wasn't feeling my best, but I hated to miss it when I'd accepted the invitation weeks ago. Carsen (who looked like the smallest child on stage) was part of the "little kids" ensemble. Even though she didn't have a lead part, she was really nervous, and during the first half every time she was on stage she sort of stood behind a bigger kid. :) I thought it was brave of her to participate, and her mom says she had fun with rehearsals and being part of the cast. I was proud of her and told her so afterwards.
As a general rule, I dislike going to this theatre. The seats are tiny and uncomfortable, and worse, they're so close together that your arms and shoulders are inevitably pressed against the people seated to your left and right. Getting to your seat (if you're in the middle) involves squeezing past tight spaces, too. This is why, when a bad coughing fit threatened to overcome me just as the first child was singing a solo, I nearly lost my breath altogether trying to suppress it. I decided I'd rather quietly choke to death than risk causing a disturbance and squeezing past people to exit! After a couple of minutes of struggling, a big round of applause broke out and I was finally able to cough and catch my breath. I had to use my inhaler, too, but after that I was okay. Well, okay enough despite feeling like a sardine in a can in those awful seats! I won't be going back anytime soon, but I'm glad I was there to support my little friend.
Saturday Gregg and I went out furniture shopping. We'd decided that for our twentieth wedding anniversary next month we wanted a new bed and bedroom furniture. We've needed a new mattress for years anyway, and we decided to really treat ourselves with a larger (king as opposed to queen), more luxurious bed. We checked over half a dozen places, came home, looked over the website of one of the stores, and finally found something we liked. On Sunday we went back to the first store we'd shopped in to have them order the bed and furniture we'd found and to pick out a mattress. After an hour of lying on one after another, we agreed that we liked what turned out to be (surprise!) one of the most expensive ones they carry. We were a bit shocked at the price!
By the time they totaled up the bed, foundation, mattress, nightstands, etc., we found ourselves spending way over what we'd planned. But what the hell, right? You only get one 20th wedding anniversary, and a bed seems like both a practical and romantic idea. As we paid for everything, I said to Gregg (only half-jokingly), "Well, we can forget the trip we were talking about taking this fall! We'll have to stay home and pretend we're in a nice hotel!" * Even if that turns out to be true, we're making our home so much nicer with the new furniture and repairs/upgrades that we've been focused on that I don't really mind. We're pretty close to having our house exactly like we want it, and there will be time to travel afterwards, I hope. We're trying to spend money wisely while we can afford to do so.
In other news, the garden is really coming along. My cucumbers, tomatoes, and peppers have flowers. The lettuce has been a disappointment (bitter tasting for some reason), but the carrots should be ready any day now and the beans are merrily climbing the trellis. We've also planted yellow squash that seem to be taking off. Everything looks good.
I'll leave you with a picture of Marco I enhanced with Chat GPT the other day. I hope it makes you smile. It really captures his personality!
*The expected delivery for our new bed is in 6 to 8 weeks. SIX TO EIGHT WEEKS! Our anniversary will be over by then if that's true. Sigh.
Saturday, May 9, 2026
A poem for Mother's Day
Maybe your mother was the perfect mother
Maybe she carried you
bled for you
sang to you
smiled at you
nurtured you and marveled in you
Maybe she understood your essence
and was patient and let you unfold
in your own time and in your own way
honoring the heart of you all the while
Maybe your mother cared for you
Maybe she was there for you
long past childhood days
Maybe your mother worked for you
cooked for you, sewed for you
Maybe your mother listened to you
Maybe she held space for you
Maybe your mother laughed with you
played with you
stayed with you through all your years
Maybe your mother protected you
But
Maybe she neglected you
rejected you
Maybe she abandoned you
hard-handed you
betrayed you
flayed you
Maybe your mother couldn’t mother
Maybe your mother forgot you
lost interest
grew cold
Maybe she never really loved you
Maybe you were just her duty
for a little while
Maybe your mother did the best she could
with what she had
Maybe she was sick or sad
Maybe her mother was bitter or bad
and hurt her in her deepest parts
Now
Maybe you are a mother
Maybe you are a perfect mother
Maybe you pour abundant love into
your daughters, your sons
Maybe you delight in them
Maybe you struggle
Maybe you feel exhausted
resentful
lost and unseen
Maybe you feel nothing
Maybe you are just surviving
Maybe you are not a mother
but long to be a mother
Maybe you mother others
Maybe you don’t want to be a mother;
will never be a mother
Yet
We all need a mother
Yes, we do
And maybe there is a perfect mother
just for you
She is the mother of your mother
and your mother’s mother
and back as far as the eye can see
or mind can know
or soul can feel
to the first mother
Lie on the grass and feel Her heart
You were formed of Her earth
You come from Her waters
Her winds kiss your cheek eternally
Her rains cry with you when you cry
and wash your wounds
She will heal you
nourish you
wait for you
She will give you beauty
give you joy
give you new life
again and again
She will always be there
to enfold you in Her embrace
when at last you return —
Maybe you have the perfect mother . . .
~ Rebekah Myers, A Perfect Mother
copyright © 5/9/2021 Rebekah Myers
post shared from Sacred Sisters Full Moon Circle
Tuesday, May 5, 2026
Disappointed
Wednesday, April 29, 2026
Worth the backache
My back has been killing me this week. I stayed home from work on Monday and spent the day in a stupor from muscle relaxers. I realized when I pulled the bottle from the medicine cabinet that my doctor had prescribed them to me exactly one year ago this week. It's pretty obvious that my garden and all the work that goes into it in April is the culprit!
Backache aside, the garden is doing well. The vegetable raised beds are planted and starting to grow. And my roses? Heavenly. The Eustacia Vye I planted last year has been absolutely covered in dozens of rosebuds, and the two newbies (Benjamin Britten and Desdemona) both have several flowers and they were bare root plants less than three months ago. I'm in love!
Just look at these beauties.
Friday, April 24, 2026
A great week to be a Bear!
What a great week it's been at work!
Wednesday was Administrative Professionals Day and I (along with the receptionist and the records/attendance clerk) received a lovely gift basket full of tulips and small gifts, plus a card signed by almost the whole staff. The sweet art teacher made us all candy bouquets, too. Three years in, and I still love my job and my coworkers. It doesn't get much better than that.
Congratulations flowed in from all across the district (and even the state). Kids and staff high fived each other and hugged in the halls all day. Not much work got done, I can tell you that! It's such an honor. We're all very, very proud.
Tuesday, April 14, 2026
My garden in April
The beans are really taking off.
Wednesday, April 8, 2026
Oh, the pain
I hope that everyone who celebrates had a nice Easter. In our house, it's like most other holidays, an excuse for a good meal and dessert. I nailed the good meal part (ham, rice, fresh asparagus, buttermilk biscuits) but the dessert was an utter failure. It was my first attempt at pound cake, and very discouraging. I don't know if I got a bad recipe, or if the cheap butter I used was an issue, or if I simply did something wrong, but all that work and it went right in the trash. The cakes (I used two loaf pans and had doubled the batter) were greasy, heavy, and, oddly, had turned a dark color on the inside with an unpleasant, almost nutty flavor. Trust me, they were gross...and after all that work!
Another thing about making the doomed cakes (as well as all the other cooking I did) was what it's done to my back. For some reason when I spend long periods of time standing at my kitchen counters and sink, my back will sometimes hurt like hell afterwards. * Earlier in the day I'd spent a few hours working in the garden, then I came in and stood working in the kitchen for about 5 more hours. By bedtime my back was already getting stiff and sore, and when I got up yesterday morning it was worse. Last night I merely coughed one time, and my back went into such painful spasms that it made me gasp out loud. I'm lucky to have refills on muscle relaxers, and since I'm off it doesn't matter that they make me tired. I'm hoping it resolves before the rest of my time off is gone, though!
*I got a bad pulled muscle at work years ago, and my back hasn't been the same since.
Thursday, April 2, 2026
A much-needed break
It's officially Spring Break for me! We're out of school tomorrow for Good Friday and then all of next week.
The past two weeks at work have mildly stressful for me and the other bookkeepers. Between really serious federal Title 1 budget deadlines (with constant memos and reminders from the CFO and senior accountants), and a general budget freeze that takes effect this afternoon but wasn't announced until Monday, we've had to scramble to get everything done. At the elementary level, the bookkeeper and school secretary positions are combined, so there have been other job responsibilities on my plate as well. And to top it all off, I've had a mild cold coming on this week, so every day has been just a tiny bit harder because of that. I'm tired! The one great thing about these tight deadlines is that when I go back to work after the break, most of this year's budget is gone and can't be accessed. My job will get a little bit easier and soon summer (and really easy days and easy hours) will be here. All good stuff!
I really need to work in the garden next week, and it's time to plant tomatoes. I have way too many seedlings, as usual, but this year I've only potted up enough for my own use. I've decided to give away the extras while they're still small and needing to be potted up, because all that potting up is a lot of work. Gregg has a buddy, Tyrone, who always texts him in spring to see if I have extra plants I want to give away. He has a large garden and so does his dad, and they're always happy to take all the extras I'll give them. I'm glad they get good homes!
My lettuce and carrots are really doing well, and by the end of the month I should be getting some of both. My rattlesnake beans (that Mary Moon convinced me to grow) are getting big, too, and this year I planted more of them. They really are fabulous! Everything is off to a good start (knock wood) but I still have a lot of work to do. A week off this time of year is perfect timing.
Wednesday, April 1, 2026
Saturday, March 28, 2026
A week of goodness
This past week, my birthday week, has been really nice and I've felt lots of love from friends. I'm sharing some of it here for my own future reference!
Last Sunday afternoon I went over to Marla's house for a little while to see her puppies! Her Boston Terrier, Flynn, had a litter of puppies back at Christmas. There were five pups total, and they're keeping two of them. Two more have gone to their new homes and there's just one female left. Several people are considering taking her so I'm sure she'll be adopted out soon.
Here's Carsen with the pup she picked out to keep. She named him Remy.
Sunday, March 22, 2026
Two March hares
Today is a special day: my dear blogger friend Meike's birthday! Meike blogs from Germany and I love reading about her life and adventures there. A fun coincidence is that we're almost birthday twins; tomorrow I'll be 51 years old. Together, we're two mad March hares! *
I don't have any big plans for my birthday. Yesterday Marla and Martina came over for a few hours, and we had some simple appetizers and cake. I'd recently purchased a new charcuterie board and was eager to use it. The cake came from a local bakery (chocolate fudge layer cake).
Tuesday, March 17, 2026
Barely a stiff breeze
I'm happy to report that yesterday's weather forecast ended up being a bust! Aside from some gentle rain showers, nothing happened. Of course, some idiots on social media are dragging the local weather guy instead of being grateful we dodged a bullet. I struggle to understand people sometimes. I guess they'd be happier if we'd had widespread damage and destruction!
Anyway, it ended up being a very productive day for me. I was only able to get the basics done for my job, but in the afternoon when the receptionist took over phone duty, I got my taxes done! Now that's a great feeling, not to mention a relief. We're even getting a modest return this year! That will certainly be welcome and will come in handy.
My driver's license expires next week on my birthday, and I'm planning to take a personal day off work tomorrow to go renew it, and this time I'm getting a "Real ID" for federal identification. I've had to scramble to get all the documents needed for it, including a copy of my birth certificate. (There's no way in hell I was going to ask my estranged mother for it). After completing our taxes, I gathered all the documents I'll need to take with me tomorrow. It seems ridiculous that I need seven (!) forms at minimum to get the Real ID, but at least after tomorrow that will be done. I've been worried about it for months because now you can't board a domestic flight without one. Not that I have any immediate plans to fly, but you never know what might come up, and at least now I'll be ready.
I also made Poppy an appointment for her shots and checkup, which will be tomorrow after I finish at the DMV. I figured I may as well use the personal day off to get as much done as possible. One day soon I'm going to take a personal day or two off JUST FOR ME and do something more fun.
Anyway, thanks for the good wishes on my post yesterday. I'm grateful that the terrible storms didn't materialize and the garden is safe.
Monday, March 16, 2026
At home today
Wednesday, March 11, 2026
Palmetto's Finest
Have I ever mentioned that I have wonderful office windows? They give a great view of the eastern sky, and since I arrive at work by 7am, I'm often treated to beautiful sunrises.
Here are two from this week alone.
Monday, March 2, 2026
In like a lamb
On Sunday the weather was spring-like and beautiful. Temperatures got up to 75 degrees (23 C) and the sun came out after several days of rain. It was good to get outside and forget about the state of the world for a few hours. Gregg and I took the chance to get some garden tasks done while soaking up the sunshine. We re-mulched the rose bed around the two new shrubs, swept and tidied the porch, and planted this year's lettuce. Have I shown you how I grow lettuce?

Sunday, February 22, 2026
More roses!
On Friday my two new bare root David Austin roses arrived! I didn't waste time; yesterday morning I did the recommended root ball immersion in buckets of water, and in the late afternoon I planted them on either side of the Eustacia Vye. That particular bed is finished now (aside from some possible future companion plants for the roses). It's on the south side of the screened porch, and the three rose varieties are Benjamin Britten, Eustacia Vye, and Desdemona. Considering that last year my Eustacia bloomed less than two months from planting out, and then bloomed again in the summer, I have high hopes of seeing all three flowers this year.
Wednesday, February 18, 2026
Almost Wordless Wednesday: Blooms and a Brat
Tuesday, February 17, 2026
Two Valentines
Tuesday, February 10, 2026
Soup for supper
Sunday afternoon I made a pot of soup from scratch that turned out to be the best I've ever made, along with two loaves of homemade bread that also turned out exceptionally well. We've been eating big bowls of soup with torn pieces of crusty bread ever since. Delicious!
Wednesday, February 4, 2026
A rainy Wednesday afternoon
The last of our snow and ice melted away last night. I'm not sorry to see it go--it always starts to look slushy and dirty after a day or two, and then it's just unnecessarily messy. Not fun. Speaking of messy, it's been raining since late last night. Even though it's warmed up quite a bit, it still feels really chilly since everything is sopping wet. A little while ago I had to put a leash on George and force him to go outside. He hates rain, and he hadn't peed all day. Both dogs will walk to the back door, look out, and turn right back around. I don't blame them, but I do feel bad for them.
Since I'm stuck in the house and Gregg works on Wednesday afternoons, I'm making a loaf of homemade bread. I made a loaf a couple of days ago and it's almost gone. Making bread seems to get easier the more I practice. That's true of everything, I guess.
Oh! And look what came in the mail today! My first seed order for this year.
Monday, February 2, 2026
Winter weather weekend
Today is an "e-learning" day for the schools in our district. There wasn't all that much melting of snow yesterday, and what little there was froze overnight (it was 12 degrees, or -11 Celsius, at sunrise this morning) so the roads aren't safe.
I like working from home; I brought my work laptop home so I can finalize payroll and take care of some other daily tasks, and the receptionist and I are dividing up the day to answer the office phone via Zoom app. I'll be done with my "shift" before lunchtime.
When it was just starting to snow on Saturday, one of the squirrels we're always feeding showed up at our dining room window and looked in at us imploringly. I took a big handful of shelled walnuts out there and put them on the windowsill, and the squirrel had a little feast.

























































