The Year was 1982

The year was 1982. The place was Ridgefield, Connecticut. The photo is from the high school yearbook, and the group you see is the Theater Club. That year we produced a fall play - The Rhimers of Eldritch and a spring musical - Hello, Dolly! I can still name just about everyone in the picture. I'm still very close friends with a couple of people, still Facebook friends with more than half. Oh, yeah, and I'm married to one of them.

A few years ago my class (not the same one he graduated in) had our thirty year reunion. Thirty years. I have no idea how that happened. I never had kids so I still don't feel like I'm even thirty years old myself, never mind graduating school that long ago. Anyway, my class had a thirty year reunion up in Connecticut, and we'd just moved down to North Carolina. Money was tight; we were eating mac and cheese every night and hoping the power wasn't going to shut off, there was no way I could have gotten up there for that reunion even …

Attack of the Hair Creatures!

Even I shrieked in terror.

Seriously. Someone was showering with these creatures. My husband questioned what sort of foul adhesive was holding those creatures to the shower wall. Sincerely, isn't getting clean the point of taking a shower? How do you accomplish that in this? Are you going to complain about the landlord on social media when you don't get your security deposit back?

Could you sleep knowing that this was lurking in your master bath? I couldn't. Then again, I haven't touched on the horrors of the master bedroom.

Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite. Ever heard that? Ever wonder what a bedbug really was? Or if they actually did bite?

Ever wonder what the place you are living in might have looked like before you got there? Give that some thought tonight.

Pawprints on my Heart

Coda came into my life when I was coming to the end of my thirties. I'm in my fifties now. He was a little bundle of joy that became a huge bundle of joy. I don't think he gave me a minute of trouble in his whole life. Coda was in my life before my husband. And somehow I guess on some level I thought he would always be with me.

His first home was in East Haven, CT where we lived just down the road from the town beach. What could make for a happier puppyhood for a lab? He was a fantastic swimmer and got plenty of time in the water. We had a fenced in yard he could play ball in, and we even made a poured concrete ornamental pond for him to dip in and cool off in between rounds of fetch.

He made no protest at all when we brought other dogs into the house; some were fosters, others belonged to people who stayed with us for a few months here and there, and one special pup named Adoc became his brother. Sadly, we lost Adoc to illness when he was only four and a half years old. Coda…

You May Have Been Evicted Because.....

Sometimes I post our available homes on Facebook groups, like, "Homes for Rent/Sale in Whatever County". Sometimes.

I would probably do it more often except that nearly every time I post, some random former tenant will start tearing up the thread, accusing the company of having evicted them for absolutely no reason.

For no reason. At. All.

Because that's what landlords do. They find tenants who are paying their rent on time and keeping the property in good condition and they evict them, just for fun. Because empty homes generate lots of income for them.

There was a highly offended couple who had to vacate their premises just two days. I walked through the home this morning. I wish their new landlords lots of luck. Click the link below to come on a video of today's tour with me. If you dare....

Take a Walk on the Parkside with me!

These are the Kids in My Life

Another Sabbath has come and is almost gone - will be gone by the time I finish writing this. My heart is heavy this evening, thinking about the kids in my life.

I never had any children of my own, and actually know very little about children. They just weren't on my radar. I don't have any regrets over not having any of my own, because some people are just not cut out to be parents. I'm one of them. Here's the problem - not everyone recognizes this in themselves. People who are not cut out to be parents are out there in the world, breeding like rabbits, and the kids they're bringing into the world don't stand a chance. And these are the adults of tomorrow. We already see an entitled generation coming of age; 30 year old "men" whose parents have to legally evict them to get them out of their basements. We like to bash the 30 year old for this, but really... who made them that way?

I'd like to introduce you to some of the children who break my hea…

What are You Praying For?

I've prayed for a lot of things in my lifetime. I've prayed for the winning lottery numbers - you can see how that turned out; I live in a trailer and drive a fifteen year old car (when I'm not driving my twenty year old truck). I've prayed for patience when I've been at my wits end - and I've been given the opportunity to practice patience.

God answers every prayer.

Sometimes the answer is, "No."

Sometimes the answer is, "Wait."

We don't always get the answer we had in mind when we said our prayer.

There are times when we have to listen very closely for an answer at all.

And then there are the times when our prayers are answered so immediately and so powerfully that there's no mistaking what's going on. There was a time about four years back when we were getting all jammed up, courtesy of a good deed gone horribly wrong. The thing I needed most desperately to save our situation was for someone to be revealed for who and what th…

The Great Comforter

John 14:26King James Version (KJV)26 But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you. This is one of my favorite verses. I imagine the three and a half years of Jesus' earthly ministry and how confused the apostles must have been during that time.  The apostles were Jews. They'd grown up in Jewish homes, reading the Torah and hearing the stories of the great prophets. They weren't scholars, but even fishermen knew their Torah. They were looking forward to the coming of a great Messiah who would restore Israel. The first Messianic prophecy in the Bible is in Genesis 3:15 where God warns Satan that the Messiah was going to "crush his head". There are prophecies throughout the old testament about the savior who was coming and he was going to be a KING. So, what did the Jews of the time think of when they thought of a King? David, p…