Woohoo - I got a temporary gig - a free, non-paying gig at that! Yay me! Really? Well, maybe so not. But, I'm taking an opportunity to evaluate a few things and now, just today, out of the blue, I decided to be a self-proclaimed Adjunct Weather Predictor, aka, a non-paid wannabe meteorologist. I figured… Continue reading As the weather turns cold – I got a smoking hot gig
Tag: Wisconsin Winter
February is a long way from January
In Wisconsin, January is a really long month...I wonder if the geese are enjoying their Dry January - there appears to be a lack of standing water drinks available when they land on sandbars on the ground...? Let your joy be in your journey - not in some distant goal. - Tim Cook Post Inspiration… Continue reading February is a long way from January
Treat yourself to a thank you break
'Tis the season of having a hard time appreciating ourselves for all the efforts we do that matter most. Instead, we get wrapped up in the hustle, bustle, rushing, here and there thinking that we're just busy and someone will appreciate my efforts, eventually. Every day seems to blur into the next. And when we… Continue reading Treat yourself to a thank you break
Rural Wisconsin – Trees, trains, and stories in-between
There is something about a quiet car ride that brings about storytelling mode. When I drive by myself, I miss having someone to chat with, and I see many things I wish I had my camera along to take pictures of. So, when Mr. is driving, of course, both the Chatty Cathy and the speed… Continue reading Rural Wisconsin – Trees, trains, and stories in-between
A Frosty not so traditional Christmas tale
'Twas the morning after the coldest frost (yeah, 12 below to be exact), when all through the house, Not a menace was stirring, not even a Chubba; The decoy boxes were placed in the foyer with care, In hopes to keep the duo of destruction there (instead of by the tree); The deer in the… Continue reading A Frosty not so traditional Christmas tale
A fire within warms the heart
It was a silent night. The decorated tree survived yet another dimly lit December's eve. Sing it with me now..."Oh, holy, night, the stars are brightly shining." But damn the furnace seemed to be kicking into high gear. Why, oh, why, did the twinkling stars have to bring along with them the frigid cold? Damn,… Continue reading A fire within warms the heart