From my Husby! Just because I thought it was funny . . . On vacation . . . Subject: Scam warning! Home Depot A 'heads up' for t...

Now Then My second oldest grandson just had his tonsils out. Poor little guy. But they were so huge that they made it difficult for h...

Bare Blue Stringam Both of my parents served in the 4-H calf club in our community. This duty included attendance at the club's annu...

Mischief-maker extraordinaire! Halloween was a time of hijinks and high-spirited fun in Milk River in the 60s. Much like it was everywhe...

Clockwise from right: Aly (Hired man's son), Anita, Blair, and Me - in my little gold beauty. It wasn't often that we kids were...

Tristan and his wife, Jess. When we were teenagers, my husby and I got involved in theatre. And stayed involved. This year marks 42 year...

Ready to go. Pictured L to R: Anita, Blair, Dad, George, Jerry, Missing: Mom, Chris, Diane and the potty. Traffic has slowed to a craw...

Big Brother Our third son, Duffy, was two-and-a-half when our first daughter was born. He stuck to the baby and I like glue. That doesn...

Welcome to the Gratitude Giveaways Blog Hop hosted by: I Am A Reader, Not A Writer and co-hosted by All-Consuming Books . This is your las...

Okay, he looks cute here . . . We lived in the country. Far out in the country. There were many people living in our house. But we weren...

My 'Creative Parenting' Prof. When Dad spoke. We listened. Most of the time. But one ignored my father at one's own risk. He...

Grant . . . navigating. With granddaughter, Rini. My husband has iron boogers. And in Canada, we have The Dominion Land Survey. These t...

Hours of fun. Or aggravation . . . Mom always appreciated a good joke. Usually, she stood back and . . . appreciated. Occasionally, she ...

We have a winner!!! Judy at Judy  has won a copy of Carving Angels, a sweet little Christmas book! A big, BIG thank you to everyone who en...

Erik, right and a colleague, Larry.  On the back of the picture, it says: 'I'm the one in green'. Remembrance Day. A day set...

Our Steed. I'll explain . . . Our oldest daughter believed that there was something called the 'Universal Animal Call'. It w...

Our Engineer - far right. Our son, an army engineer, was on his Combat Leadership course. It was gruelling. Months of training. An adren...

Mmmmm.  Sweet, tasty stickiness. It categorizes you. Marks your place in the family. Even decides if you will be granted admission to th...

This giveaway is huge!  Co-hosted by Tristi Pinkston and I'm a Reader Not a Writer , it is a chance to win wonderful prizes. Many, man...

Notice the cute little boys. One with hair. One with . . . cheeks. Ignore the glasses. When I was expecting my second son, I craved an...