Another Bird Problem

I came out of church a little late one Sunday. Almost everyone had gone home. The parking lot was deserted except for a little cluster of cars with people outside them standing over to the side. All the people were gathered around looking at something intently. I went over to see what was going on,

It’s hard being a grown-up

I saw this article in a magazine: Is it pathetic that I read it VERY carefully? I need to make friends! It’s hard to do as an adult. As a little kid, you can just walk up to someone approximately your size and say, “Hi! Want to be friends?” and that’s perfectly fine. As a

3/1/20 vs 3/1/21

Last year at this time I would have laughed at the idea of wearing a mask to go out. The idea of “protective face masks” would have conjured up crazy images. This year…. I have a DESIGNATED MASK RACK in my laundry room. I guess this is progress…

Yesterday I tried to dress up

On Sunday I decided to try to really look nice for church. I usually wear a skirt to church, out of tradition, but there’s the ever-present problem of my legs. Normally skirts are designed to showcase pretty legs, but those are not the kind of legs I have. My legs are not only shaped like

I got new shoes…

…and they are ugly. My friends were telling me about these super comfortable shoes called “oofoos,” which honestly sounded made-up to me. I looked them up (Surprise! They are real!) and decided to try a pair. I have to tell you, these are the most comfortable shoes I’ve ever tried on. And they are SO

Update: More Baby Birds?

Per my previous post about the baby birds who hatched and flew the nest on my front door, we have some news! I noticed an increase in bird poop around my door again, so we looked into the abandoned nest. There were eggs!! It looks like the adult birds even rebuilt the nest a bit

Baby Birds!!!

I discovered a nest on my front door wreath with baby birds in it! I was super excited. I taped a piece of paper to the front door to remind everyone not to open it so we wouldn’t disturb the babies. (We usually go in and out through the garage anyways.) The kids and I

What do my ancestors have to say?

I’ve seen this meme recently on facebook about cooking: I don’t know about you, but my ancestors are quite silent about my cooking. I have never thought they took much of an interest in me in my kitchen. Until I tried to throw away an empty Cool Whip container….. Then I heard a decided opinion

I didn’t wish for this

Wish.com likes to decorate my facebook wall with pictures of items they think I might want to order. Many, many, MANY pictures. Now. to be fair, this is actually a great way to get money out of me, because I DO tend to order stuff from ads I while scrolling through facebook. I bought a

How do I get home from here?

Every time I get in my car, my phone likes to tell me how close I am to my house. I’m not sure why does this. I’m at the grocery store and I get in my car and look at the phone screen and it says helpfully, “12 minutes to get home; take Washington Road.”