"Twiddling my thumbs and questioning my life choices"

Today was a cranky day for me. 
I'm bored, that's the simple truth. 
When I get bored, I get cranky.

Goodbye roaring 20s, hello terrific 30s!

Today was my youngest son's 30th birthday.
That's a little mind-blowing.
My first son turning 30 didn't really affect me much, but when the babies start turning 30, that's like, oh my gosh, I'm getting old!

♥♥♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸ ¸.•*¨*•♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*

 

Embracing the beauty of quiet moments

 I have nothing to write, nothing. 
It turned out to be a rainy evening, so walking was out. 
Of course our mornings rarely deviate. 
It was an all evening TV TV TV. 
I'm not really going to fuss it was quiet and peaceful and relaxing. 
I enjoyed it. 
It just didn't lend to making a good blog post.

“The youngest suicides are the most heartbreaking, for they have not yet learned that life changes.” — Norman Farberow

Our last store day of March, the year is flying by. 
Don't you tell me it's only three months in, blink hard enough and it'll be December again.

“The World Breaks Everyone” — Ernest Hemingway

The trees are killing me! 
Seriously, I’m allergic to everything that grows in Tennessee.

I woke up with the headache from hell. 
Nonetheless, I managed to fight the government and get Badger a new insurance card. 
Her TennCare doesn’t really cover anything we need, so we’ve just kept her on Cowboy’s insurance, and didn’t even realize her TennCare card ran out four years ago.

Finding peace in the embrace of nature🌳🌷

The days are pretty much the same around here. 
I keep repeating myself, but the only reason I even keep up with the blog these days is to try to know what the day is. 
If I am not putting pen to paper, so to speak, I would never know the day.