Totally agree!
Living rurally as I do, surrounded by orchards, I know well how important bees are! I always hope someday to get a hive too! Sometimes a whole hive will leave with their queen and take up residence in a pasture close by. Sometime I will have a home ready for the bees when this happens and maybe I’ll have my own yummy honey!

I use raw honey almost exclusively and I adore bees. The occassional sting is worth it.

That is all we can do. Work at changing our little corner of the world. Enjoyed your blog today. Check and see if they have classes in your area about being a bee keeper. I think you would enjoy the knowledge even if you decided not to keep bees. Thank you for your thoughtful insight.

Excellent and timely Bloggie Rene’…!
The February issue of "Mary Jane’s Farm Magazine" was all about Bees and honey, and it’s a real keeper. I opened a dialogue with one of the subjects Sherry Cockerham, a BeeKeeper in my Home State Tennessee, and have learned a lot about this since. Independent BeeKeepers struggle to make ends meet and take care of their Bees, and they both deserve and appreciate any donations to help with costs, and of course patronizing their products.
Monsanto and it’s GMO products kill millions of Bees each year, because the plants contaminated with GMO kill any Bee trying to polinate them. I had sent you an e-mail with a video about GMO a few weeks back, with a link to a good video explaining the problem.
You are absolutely right, as we each need to mind our little corner of the world and do what we can to make things better.
meanwhile…
GosSpeed to Y’all…!
Gary
in Tampa

Living here in western North Carolina mountains surrounded by acres and acres of pasture and National forest you would think I would see more honey bees. Not so… I see less every year. With the wipe out the wild flowers and native trees program run by both the state and counties, massive amounts along all state maintained roads are mowed down way beyond any necessary clearances. Farm lands are disappearing at an alarming rate and being replaced with now abandoned new construction sites. Although where I live is really one of the most beautiful places in the world and is classified as a rain forest and named the seed bed of the world it is very poorly maintained. If this is happening in your neck of the woods, call your local and state road maintenance departments and let them know how you feel about this issue. On a lighter note, I was recently stung by a very large bumblebee while strolling barefoot in the clover on a very painful bunion! The pain was horrible for 3 hours and nothing helped. Well, that was 3 weeks ago and my bunion has not hurt since!!! My husband told me of how when he was a child he and his cousins would collect honey bees in a jar for his grandmother. She then would turn it upside down and open it placing it over her arthritic fingers and let them sting her. This brought amazing relief from her suffering! Now, I am not suggesting you do the same but… it sure worked for the Carolina farm girl’s bunion! Perhaps there is some science to this someone is aware of?

The bees were so many this year at our home in Pa when the locust trees were in blossom. They were so busy they never noticed me on their daily rounds when I was hanginglaundry on the line. I was even able to "touch’ them ever so gently on the trees. Beautiful !! Such a simple creature with so much to offer us and we barely notice them. Lately I have been taking more time to just sit and watch my garden. It’s a busy little place to vist and reminds me that it’s not .."all about us" in this world.

Is there anything quite as joyous to observe as a bumble bee deliriously snuggling into an open flower and humming exuberantly as she does it?

I love bees, wish i had a have at my place. I have only been stung once and it was my fault i stepped on the poor worker barefoot in the back yard when i was young. They say they sense fear and sinse i have no fear of them that maybe why they can be right next to me and never bother me. I hope more of us organic farmgirl can provide a safe place for bees to live organically.

This made me laugh out loud! Thanks.

Rene –

Your insight is so fun – and so true…I too am surprised at the woman whose words come out of my own mouth – it is my voice, but it can’t be my words! I had to laugh at the fact that I know who Odie is.

Fun piece – a grand tribute to your grandma…well done!
Nat

As always, you made me laugh out loud especially when I think back of how often lately my "outside voice" is talking instead of my calm "inside voice". Maxine is definately alive and well in many of us with the pace of our harried lives. It all goes back to your thoughts on "Refueling" and I believe simplifying to be able to find what we truly need to find that sense of balance.

Thanks again for making us laugh while we are still shaking our heads in agreement because it touches us in our every day lives! Keep smiling!

As usual, God answered your prayer before you even spoke it. You are not Maxine – not yet, anyway. You are way too funny and way too pretty. I do love your blog and will keep coming back, and let me tell you, that’s saying A LOT because I typically don’t read blogs – not any. Keep writing Rene’. I feel like I’ve made a new friend.

Marilyn,

Thank you for you kindness. I love to write and I am especially glad when it speaks to others. Thanks for letting me know that I am not Maxine yet, I keep beating her off with a stick :)… friends indeed!

It is an extra tough Monday morning for me. Thank you for sharing a peice of your life. I am the one on the other end of the adoption. My daughter is 10, we home school so
working is just a part of her life. We moved onto this little 5 acre farm 2 1/2 years ago. We adopted her when she was 6, but she had been with us since 9 mo. Your writing causes me to wish I could have one day of your time.
So great to hear from another women who acknowledges her
Heavenly Father.

My heart lurched when I saw Spokane River and camping. I grew up in the Spokane Valley and the river was a big part of my life. Skipping school (oops) and spending the day on the rocks, riding bikes with my best friend and sunning ourselves on an old dock on the river, feeling the roar of the falls and the spray on my face, rafting down the river, fishing,and on and on. Thanks for the pictures, I felt myself unwind with you. I live in MN now, land of 10,000 lakes and don’t get back very often. Thank you for jogging my memories.

Oh Rene’,
So glad you were able to join us for "re-fueling".
It really was wonderful to have you join us.
I have sat many an afternoon…"decompressing" at one of the picnic benches near the waters edge,,,,much needed as a California transplant.
Isn’t it amazing how we can cram 30 hours of "stuff" in a
24-hour day!?! That’s why taking time (re-fueling) for ourselves is very thereputic.
hugz
>^..^<

My life is like holding on to the wagging tail of dog. Once in awhile I just have to let go…. the dog always comes back…..

Thank you Renee! I needed the re-fuel reminder! I have been contemplating how much I want to get away for a few days but..how oh how with all the things to do! You’ve inspired me to just do it!

Cassandra,

I hope you do. I have found that life seems easier with a "full-tank".

Just two weeks ago came back from a rejuvenating hike in the mountain of Cathedral Gorge south of Ely, Nevada. The magic of the entire park is imprinted in my soul forever. The pics can be seen here:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/crudeco/3596500767/

The wonder of our natural surroundings still un captured by so many people, so many of us have know idea of what our America has to offer, and usuallly for free.

Beautifully said/written Rene’…
Your words ring True, and have been echoed throughout the Ages. Reserving (not "taking") time for our Spiritual regeneration, and sharing that time with Family and Friends, is an act that centers all the other parts of our Lives.
Yes, I can purchase a box and flip a switch and the troubles of the World will flood into my Home, but that doesn’t mean they belong there, and as for the weather report, well it’s right on the other side of my front door ‘eh.
This time we reserve is the essence of Sabbath, and there is a ancient Jewish saying about Tradition: "When you swap Tradition for "progress", you often wind up with neither."
GodSpeed to Y’all…!
Gary
in Tampa

I love that Gary, Thank You!  I think I will stitch it onto a pillow 🙂  thanks for sharing it!

Rene!
Thank you for sharing and the the photos are great! I could almost hear the rushing of the water! Refueling is exactly what I need! This drove that point home. Blessings from the south, as we both continue to reach our goal of filling our life "tank" with all the right stuff!

Lauren

Once again, nicely written! You indeed are a special person and you deserve to have special friends. You know the saying you reap what you sew, for you that includes your friendships.

Rene’, I was very moved by your story. I lost my very best friend in the late seventies. I have often thought what it would have been like if she were alive.For many years I was afraid to get really close to my girlfriends. I finally realized My friend who passed would not want me to live that way, she was such a giving and thoughtful person. I now have several really good friends and one I consider my best. We encourage each other and we both know it’s never too late to call if we need one another. Good friends are truly one life’s greatest treasures. And on a not so sappy note and gotta go pick peas ! Love to all, Suzy (Texas)

Hey Suzy,

Not sappy at all… Sorry about the loss.. I know how they can leave those life scars…You’re right though she would want you to have friends as they make life so much richer…..

This is a little bitter sweet. I hope that we will be able to always laugh and play like children, even at 72! 🙂

Oh Rene,
So true!
I taught Pre-school for 10 years and I truly believe that children need to be children…they grow up soon enough and have to deal w/the issues of life,,,but for now let them play!
There are days when I am out in my ‘garden of weedin’ all grimmy & stinky and I think,,,Ah! it feels good to be a kid again!.
We as a society are losing sight of "teaching Children how to play", not just computer games but actually get outside with a brown paper bag, fill it w/nature stuff, dump the goodies on a table to assess their finds and then glue all those wonderful goodies on an old ceral box that has been cut into squares perfect for holding mini pinecones, twiggs, leaves, snail shells…well you get the picture…In fact I think parents miss out on one of the most wonderful joys & blessings,,,,playing outside in the sunshine with their children….on that note I think I will go out side & be a kid again,,,,I know, I know, don’t slam the screen door!
hugz
>^..^<

I love the story…. and I love the last photo….. that is so him…. thanks for sharing….

Wonderful story!! 5 of my 7 children are adopted…all from backgrounds that were very awful…none as infants, and I am amazed and inspired by them each day.It is wonderful to hear from an adopted kid’s side how things are and to see what a great person you turned out to be!
Summertime is a wonderful time to see them really cut loose and be kids..and what kids!!!
I LOVE that my oldest daughter’s NAME is Summer (wish I had picked that myself!!!)What a fun season to be named for, right? It really fits her too! I work at an elementary school and love that I am off work when the kids are out of school..we work together in the garden and play together…fishing, and exploring. I guess Moms will be kids too, right?

Jenny,

I think I do the mom thing "best" when I am willing to look at life through the eyes of my children.

Love it Rene’,
But its not only the kids that look forward to summer vacation.
I remember when my girls were young and I couldn’t wait for school to be out. No more schedules, no more tears while one of them struggled with home work.
And the freedom for them to do, and be, whatever they chose everyday.
My girls and the neighborhood kids would put on elaborate stage plays ( think "Annie") where casting and rehearsals would take weeks of their time and we parents were rewarded with big Kodak moments when they finally had opening night in August.
The best part about summer for me was once again being the most influential person in their lives, at least for a few months, I didn’t have to compete with teachers and scout leaders, etc.
Oh, for those carefree days
Michele

Michele~ SO true. I am one of those moms too.. Love the more relaxes scheduels that come with the summers.

I just got my first magazine and I love it – it is so much like me. I love growing my own food, raising chickens, letting my kids run around all summer barefoot, hanging sheets on the line and living a slower paced lifestyle. This magazine suits me just fine!! My dream is to one day have my own working farm and orchards and have all my kids and their kids help me around the farm! Great job on MaryJanes’s Farm!

Thanks Missy!

At five years old, I convinced my parents to let me ride a horse, while at an uncle’s farm. I was ever changed and knew that a farm,the country, a garden, horses, chickens, goats, cats and dogs were in my future! Our horses are gone now, of old age, but they remain a highlight to my life!

Excellent Bloggie Rene"…!
My Mom and Pop got me a Shetland pony, "Buckshot", when I was 5 years old, and built him a tiny barn in our field. They always made sure I had Critters in my Life, and for that effort, I am eternally Grateful.
Our relationships with Critters hold a Special place in our Heart… a place where even Family can seldom go… it is the Domain of God himself… Unconditional Love.
GodSpeed to Y’all…!
Gary
in Tampa

I got a pony when I was 4 years old. His name was "Beanie". My dad bought him for me and to bring him home my dad walked in front of him leading all the way home 4 miles with me riding him………. I was in little girls heaven. I loved my dad for moments like that. Thanks, for bringing back the memories.
Carol
Glenwood, IA

I remember so clearly when my Dad put side stakes on the borrowed pick-up truck and drove thru the night, to purchase my horse, when this 10 year old girl awoke the next morning, there was "Silver", saddle, bridle, blanket all for $75. Silver was white, big Roman nose, brown ears, 20+years, but oh how I loved him. I could lay in the manger and he would eat hay around me!

As a young girl my dream was to own a horse. When my family moved to my Mother’s home area of rural MN my sister and I started saving for our first horse. Our stepfather worked construction and saved his change for us each week. I remember the coin holders similar to the coin folders that collectors use. It was in the shape of an owl for wise savers. We filled those folders with dimes each week and dreamed of our horse. One day we found a horse for sale for $100. She was a paint/quarter horse named Gypsy. The problem was we only had $90 so my stepfather gave us the other $10 (in reality he supplied all the money with all his change each week.) We did not own a saddle so we learned to ride bare back. The problem was we were small and she was large. We would stand on a 55 gallon barrel to mount her. One day Gypsy had a baby filly that we named Tonka. My little sister became the owner of Tonka and became a prize winning rider. She broke Tonka on her own while Tonka broke her foot twice due to the fact we never wore shoes in the summer. These are wonderful memories where all the kids in the neighborhood (five mile radius) would get together, pack a lunch and ride horse all day. Our parents never knew where we were all day but no one ever worried about kids being harmed. My sister is gone now but the memories of all the fun we had because of a $100 horse are still there.

Rene’—-you are a fantastic writer! When I first started reading your story I thought of my yearling, Jo-Jo Thunder, then my "it’s complicated" boyfriend….I figure I’ve got my priorities straight!
I work to feed my three babies (angels in fur coats) & myself but would never consider that a burden. There’s no equal to wrapping your arms around their sinewy, sleek neck, tangling your fingers in a silky mane, feeling the warmth of their flesh and that soft, wet nuzzle on the back of your neck that sends tingles racing up and down…and then the nickering….just heard them now….must be that sacred connection & carrot time…gotta go. They hold my heart and, yes Gary in Tampa, I resonate with your thoughts that God gave them to me/us to teach His unconditional love. XO

Nice article.
Barb Scott

I just can’t tell you how much I needed this post today. Truly, truly needed it. From one gardener to another, thanks for helping me keep some things in perspective. I think I love you. 😉

Isnt that an old partiridge song?  I think I love you but what am so afraid of.. I afraid that Im not sure of a love there is no cure for…. Now you have Rebekah and I singing that stupid song….. thanks!  :)..

AMEN!
p.s. please write your book. 🙂

That was wonderful, I didn’t expect it, yet it was just what I needed. And, like Gary said, please write your book! Linda

Thanks Linda.. all the encouragement has been such a gift!

Wow Rene- I just love your blogs.
When I turned 29, I was kind of bummed that it was my last 20th birthday and that being 30 soon, I would officially be an "adult".(other people would view me as an "adult") I just didn’t feel that I had made the most of my 20’s and was disappointed in myself for not taking advantage of those years. So I made the decision to "prune" my life; Not be afraid to make big changes, Do what makes ME happy, makes me grow into the person I want to be, not necesarily the person others think I am or should be. It has been so liberating and I am happier now than I ever have been. Setting aside the fear of disappointing others has really made me get to know myself and truly enjoy my life. I am still a good employee and daughter and friend, I am just a better friend to myself than I ever have been in the past.
So like your grapes, I was doing pretty well as I was, but a good prune was in order to ensure the very best fruit had room to grow.

Awesome!  I am so impressed that you were able to learn that while young.. I am a "late bloomer" I suppose. It took me into my 40’s, but like you I am a happier and healthier person for it…

Dear Rene, Reading your blogs this afternoon made me aware again how things can clutter our lives and rob us of our peace. My husband and I are moving for awhile to Montana to care for our new grand-baby. While packing up needed things, for the next few months, I discovered so many unneeded things in every place I looked. So much stuff! Stuff filling every drawer, closet, and cubby there is to find. Pruning away the "stuff" has been a hard thing to do. (Thinking that I need all that Stuff) Finally I started bagging up all that unneeded stuff and put the bags out on the back porch to be given away. I’m a quilter and we quilters love fabric. Any 100 % cotton is like chocolate to a quilter. We love buying it, looking at it and sometimes even making a quilt with it. Purging fabric is like pruning your grape vines. It’s painful, but finally getting the bags out of the house to be given to a local church to make quilts for others, I looked around my house and felt renewed energy. Less clutter, more room to breathe. Thanks for the reminder that pruning or de-cluttering is fruitful, refreshing and liberating. Now, if I can resist going to the quilt shop. Thanks my new friend.

Oh Renee, what a great analogy….
hugz

This has been a meaningful Blog. How hard it is to make the cuts later. And talking about clearing clutter. I had a house fire once and it all was gone instantly. What a spiritual experience. Things are replaceable, and to get rid of so much that isn’t needed, how cleansing. Even in relationships it is hard to make the cuts now, when able the fruit is so much better later.

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Good Bloggie Rene’…
I saw some in California, and when I was in College, we went to Boone, N.C. where they were testing one with a span equal to a 747 plane… it made a BIG "WOOOSH" when it swung ’round…
You’re right, there are pros and cons, but I’d whole heck of a lot see them on the horizion than a clear-cut strip mined Mountain, or God forbid… yet another nuclear abomination.
Yep… I’ll go with Wind.
GodSpeed to Y’all…!
Gary
in Tampa

Here in Maine wind turbines are a hotly debated topic also. I cringe to think of them on our pretty hills and in our treelines but I feel as you do…on the fence. Turbines mean jobs , clean energy, cleaner world. It seems as though everytime the prospect of planting a few comes up there is a group of people up in arms against them doing it. Many of these people are retired folks who moved in from other places and paid for their view dearly. Even though I cannot blame them for complaining and fighting progress in their area I also have to wonder if they would be so against them if they were being planted in their old home state.
We were in Aroostook county (The County it is so big)recently and there a few farms there that have put up one or two for personal use.In a way they were restful to watch and the skyline in The County is a lot like the skylines in parts of the West. Long and clean and goes on forever.
We desperately need to become independent of foreign oil/energy so I guess I am going to bite the bullet on this one. Like everything else that has changed in Maine I will get used to seeing them I am sure. Hopefully they will add to our lovely state and not detract from its beauty.

I am far more upset with the logging practices here than I am a wind turbine farm.

You have all spoken so eloquently–about a topic so very important. Here in VT the governor is largely opposed as they disrupt the views. Yet he totally supports extending VT Yankee and not requiring the owner to put any more money into the decommissioning fund in spite of there being not nearly enough money in it. As it stands Entergy will be shutting down and leaving the state with a horrible mess to deal with. I would far and away rather see wind turbines than know I am polluting the environment into eternity, never mind into the next generation! Nuclear is NOT green and I am sick of the hype saying it is!

I have loved gazing at wind turbines. There is something awesome about knowing they are entirely independent of foreign oil and are not leaving anything lethal in their wake.

Thanks to all of the above people for some thoughtful reading.

Unfortunately, people aren’t being told the whole truth about these monstrosities. In my home state of NY, they have a few but a lot of communities have banned them, mainly because there is such a downside to them. How much energy do they REALLY produce? It costs a fortune to get their energy on the grid, so until they establish a new one, I think the cost benefits are negligible. Also, they touted a lot of local, green jobs but in reality, the companies looking to set up in the state were all european, and had their own contractors,etc. the amount of jobs created, again, was negligible. Have you all thought of the destruction erecting these behemoths does to the land? It can never be re-claimed, not for generations, if these things become obsolete. who’s going to dismantle them and haul the away? Or will they someday fall into disuse and disrepair, rusting and broken on our mountain rides and hillsides? the trouble is, people have bought into the clean energy/green thing so much so that they don’t think things through, along with future consequences. all we are doing is making somebody else rich, namely these green energy companies,and their CEO’s. For instance, I will no longer buy those twisty, green lightbulbs and am now stocking up on the old-fashioned incandescent kind. Why? Because the new kinds are much more hazardous to people, animals, and the environment. They’re toxic! Did you know you cannot dispose of these things in the regular manner? you pratically have to call the hazmat team to get rid of them! I had a couple I wanted to dispose of, and I even brought them to our city’s "green" energy exploration center, and they wouldn’t take them, and told me I had to call a special truck to pick them up! Because they contain mercury, they said in case they broke, the area has to be cleared the fire dept. has to be called – ridiculous! Like ethanol, maybe we will soon find out there are unintented consequences to everything, even these Green energy "solutions".

Rene – thanks for sharing your comparison!! Such a wonderful way to think of it. You rock! 🙂

"Pickles" 🙂

I love your story, we too planted some new raspberry starts last fall, they came through our snowy winter and we have lots of blossoms on them.

Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us. I understand the moving and adjusting to new places. I was a military "brat" and then a military wife. Finally we have been in the same area for 12 years since my husband is now retired from the military. We did buy an acreage in this area last August and I have been putting in my first garden this spring, so I also understood about how transplants sometimes do and sometimes don’t take root. :-)It’s cool to see my little plants that I grew from seed take hold in the ground when I transplanted them. 🙂 It’s also cool to see how our family has learned about how to put down their roots when they were "transplanted". Thanks for sharing! It was nice to read this and understand!! 🙂

WOW.. a military Kid and wife, that is amazing. My two oldest are in the Military., so I get a little of what that is all about. Thank you for sharing with me.

Before we settled down we moved from N.H.to Louisiana up to Maine then down to Florida. I felt like a yoyo.My husbands Co. transfered him wherever he was needed.We then had the chance to come back to N.H.I adjusted to all new places,my husband was slow to come around and make new friends but, we are back where we belong with many stories to tell.Being near the land is what is most important.Recently transplanted rhubarb and blueberries(2 different varieties)and know that the watching and waiting is a work in progress.Do enjoy your blog however can’t always get to it with all the chores that need to be addressed at planting time.Keep up the good work!

Rene- I agree, what a wonderful book you have there. I can see a whole series of lessons learned at Rene’s Homestead;)
And on a selfish note, we will get to try some of the berries right!
Rebekka

I will put you down for some of the "harvest" LOL

We also were transplanting raspberries this year. We already had plenty but my husbands grandfather passed away last year and he had the best raspberries when we would visit. So my husband and other cousins are taking some of his grandfathers plants hoping to have the same results. We will see. We have different soil and not as far north in Michigan as they came from so the end result may not be the same. But my husband says no matter, it is like having some of grandpa right here with us. If you do write a childrens book as the previous blogger suggested, I have a daughter that is an illustrator. That is her dream to illustrate childrens books.

Hey, I love the idea of a farmgirl illustrator….I will totally save your email address 🙂

Wow Rene’,

This was an amazing piece! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts.

May your day be blessed,

Diana

Thank You so very much for your kindness. I am truly blessed!

This is the first time I have read your blog. I too am a transplant. My parents moved from Ohio to Fla when I was six and since he worked for a department store we transferred almost every two years. I went to 9 schools in 12 years. Then I moved to Tennessee when I was 30 and have been in the same town for 29 years. We are planning on moving south about an hour and half away to Chattanooga to be near the grandkids who moved there 3 years ago. I look at all of my plants starting to bloom now, the bradford pear trees have grown so big and I have a lovely view of the mountains I will miss but 3 years away from the grandkids is too long. Luckily I work from home and also take care of my husband who had a stroke 3 years ago so this will be a good transplant for us. Thanks for sharing. I loved your story.
Wendie in Maryville, TN

Sometimes God sends us very positive messages. My husband has been hinting that we would prob. have to move from central Tx to Dallas area. Last night he confirmed no more hinting. I have been in my house 25 years and all my family including grandkids live within 30min drive. After having leaking eyes for a while I went and looked at my flower garden and then started gathering the larkspur seeds, hibicus, and amarylis seeds. We have started looking at houses in the Dallas area on the computer. To be close to my husbands job I get a very small yard and from what I have seen no landscape done. So long story short your message came right in time. Thank you.

Suzie~

Good-Byes are always so hard, even for us adventurous types. And when your roots are dug in, all the harder I suppose. I hope that it wont take long for you to "bloom" in your new location. It isnt true, you know, you can always go home again!  Otherwise it wasn’t really "home".  Best of all to you!  I look forward to hear about your adventure.

Rene, I loved your account of being transplanted. I was transplanted 36 years ago from a small town in MD to a very very small town in WV. When I husband died 6 years ago, all thought I would go back to MD. Not!!! I transplanted and grew well. The comment about making your account in a childs book is great. I work in a public library and a book like that would be great. We have a federal prison here and many familys with young children move here for a short time. I am sure they could relate to you and your story. I am a farmgirl wannabe. I don’t have the energy that it would take to do all the things required for a farm to be sucessfull. Keep up the good work.

I grew up in Spokane, my husband and I and our children transplanted to western Washington for many years. Upon retiring, it was good to come back home to eastern Washington. We have a few acres with a great big veggie and flower garden with lots of raspberries that a friend was kind enough to share with us. Some chickens and our cat Daisy… clothes hanging on the line and grandkids to pull carrots in the summer and go sledding in the winter,life is good. Thank you for reminding me how blessed I am…

Welcome back to Eastern WA. Sounds like you are back to "blooming where you are planted….Great JOB!

Good Bloggie Rene’…
We all have our least favorite chore ‘eh…mine is "dusting"… grrr arrgh… yet I do it regularly, because I cannot stand it if I "know" my Home isn’t clean… never mind no-one else can see it. Oh dear, we do grow up to be our Parents don’t we.
As for the Post, you are right, and I found a little contract Post Office at the nearby College, so I rented a box there. It’s very handy, because contract P.O’s can accept UPS and FedEx, and nooo junk mail, so I walk there once a week and collect all the mail. It’s a nice 3 mile walk, and my life just isn’t complicated enough to need my mail daily.
I really like your Bloggies, because they’re about Life, and we all share it, or sometimes just bear it.
GodSpeed to Y’all…!
Gary
in Tampa

I will drive around for *months* with boxes or envelopes on my carseat– I haaate the post office. Every time I walk out of there, relieved, I think "what was so bad about that?? why do I build it up in my mind to be so terrible?"
I don’t mind cleaning toilet bowls–there’s a special brush, there’s a toxic cleaner–but cleaning the outside of the bowl is awful especially if you have 3 little boys and a husband. I am silently cursing them in my mind which is not a good feeling. I am such a germaphobe that I can’t bear the thought of my boys cleaning it up–at least I know I get everything clean. Oh, I also hate cleaning the fridge which is on The List for today. I don’t let it get nasty but I still hate it, I feel like gagging.
Thanks for letting me vent! 🙂

Hahah!  The word "chore" seems to lend itself to venting 🙂 Happy cleaning!

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