Turn signals.

This little family is making that turn towards home. You know the route, right? It’s been a long trip and you’re tired. The car smells of old food and a little sweat, and you stopped caring three stops ago about keeping things organized or clean. Instead, in a fatigue-driven sense of exasperation, you just decided,Continue reading “Turn signals.”

Power outage…

The lights, the internet and even the air conditioning just went off. Yep, it’s a good old-fashioned power outage. Outside, there is literally not a leaf moving and it’s that white/gray kind of overcast that feels almost oppressive. If I could check the weather radar, I’m sure I would see storms in the area. IContinue reading “Power outage…”

Aunt Betty style…

When we were kids, we took a two-week family vacation each year, usually in August. The first week, we went to my Uncle George and Aunt Betty’s home in midland South Carolina. The second week we would spend at Myrtle Beach. I was young enough then and old enough now that I don’t remember everything.Continue reading “Aunt Betty style…”

Our porch(es) of indecision…

For the Jimmy Buffett fans out there, there is a place in Margaritaville just for us: the Porch of Indecision. And yet, out here in the rural wilds of WNY, there is another porch of indecision. It is uniquely ours. This spring as we get ready to replace our large back deck, we built theContinue reading “Our porch(es) of indecision…”

My “porch of indecision”

It’s no big secret that I am/was a huge Jimmy Buffett fan. Anyone who can celebrate summer, relaxation, a margarita and the ocean is just A-OK with me. While I often fantasize about living a Jimmy-like life, the truth is that I am also fairly confident he was an incredibly hard worker and did notContinue reading “My “porch of indecision””

Winter on the homestead…

We are now in the dreaded dog days of winter. Christmas and New Year’s have passed and we have nearly 60 days until Daylight Savings Time (okay, 58 days… but who’s counting). This year, we also unfortunately have no plans for a February or March escape to warmer climes. Candidly, that’s how I deal withContinue reading “Winter on the homestead…”

Stealing home.

I read this influencer thing about “elevating the everyday,” and I had to chuckle. Umm, not me. It’s more like I’m stealing home everyday… or at least most days. I’m going to be completely honest here: there are days I have it all together, my house is perfectly clean, I’ve made a special meal andContinue reading “Stealing home.”