Life, Love, & Laundry

There is this meme going around that says I use a blanket no matter the temperature. I have seen ones about watching tv and about sleeping....this is me. I need a blanket all.the.time. I own a lot of blankets, and my kids keep getting me more, because who doesn't need/want more blankets? hahaha I have my sleeping blanket, that I also use as my watching tv blanket, my I am cold at food time blanket, it has gone with me to almost every campfire, as well as the beach several times. It is big (queen size), comfy and not really...

I had two childhood homes. One I lived in from a small child until grade 3, the other from grade three until I moved out when I got married at 18.  My parents are in the process of moving from that home into an apartment. Should I be sad? I am not really...yes, there are all kinds of memories from that house, but I have lived more of my life in my own homes than I lived there. And I am happy for my parents, they were ready to move into something smaller, with no so much upkeep for themselves. ...

Do you ever do something embarrassing but no one else was around...so you are the only one who knows, but it is so unbelievably funny....you decide to share anyway? (And can it still be embarrassing even if no one else saw....hmmm...I guess it can be embarrassing for yourself about yourself. hahaha)  I gotta start at the beginning for the story to make sense. (Yes, I am sharing an embarrassing story...that I could have totally kept anyone from ever knowing, but it was really too funny not to share....so I shared with Ben, and of course he thought I should share...

It’s summer. Finally summer. As per my blog post last week I love the beach. I love summer, I love the heat (except when I am trying to sleep…hahaha).  Unfortunately, I have not been able to enjoy this past week’s weather. Our house got sick. Ugh. It has been over two years since a cold has gone through our house…thanks to basically not going anywhere. And I am glad things have opened up and we are back at craft fairs and such…but along with that comes the opportunity to contact sickness. It is not Covid…just so everyone knows…not this time...

Do you ever look around your house and wonder where you got all your stuff?  I don't mean in the sense of "Wow, so much stuff!", although that happens too. I mean "Where did so much of it even come from?" While maybe not this bad it sometimes feels like one of those find the hidden objects pictures.   I know some things, things I bought or someone gave me as a gift. I can look around and place things in categories....bought new, given new, bought second-hand, given second-hand...but then there is the "I have no idea where this came...