My very own little Mayberry is enjoying a flurry of Christmas parties and neighbors are exchanging lovely gifts of cookies and quick breads. What’s a girl to do if she’s been fighting the middle age frump since she was 28 years old and getting through the rest of the month without monumental weight gain will be challenging?
No matter what problems face us, a walk (in this case with a light rain falling) helps unravel pretty much all the the tangled webs we weave.
There will be no pictures with this post so if you have something better to do, be my guest.
I’m not a dork all the time, but today was the exception. I feel as though I’ve been excommunicated from the human race. Here’s why:
I rarely offer tips on housekeeping because I put it off until company is coming. Since Heard and JJ are coming this week I spent the day cleaning and stashing clutter in the oven which is on the blink.. It might as well be good for something.