I am not going to start quilting.
Born, raised and lived in Kansas all my life. Then in November of 2007, my husband and I moved to the east coast. My husband's dream has been to renovate an old house. So, here we are in a house built in 1890 and we work hard to keep it from falling down around our ears. Sometimes I wonder, "What were we thinking!?"
My blog is about what is happening in my life as I adjust to living in the south, adjust to being an empty nester, adjust to menopause, adjust to being a grandma...|
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Last week, Hubs had his semi-annual appointment with his urologist. Two years ago he was diagnosed with prostrate cancer. It was caught very early due to his annual digital exam and annual blood work to check his PSA (prostate-specific antigen) level.

Notice the bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. Lovely ambiance.
Now the redone room. A bright, cheery room in which to sew, craft or work at my desk.
Thank you, Annie!
Every time I have to make a trip to our local post office, I get grumbly. It can't be that there is no parking. Lots of parking spaces as every one parks in the "NO PARKING FIRE LANE". It could be all the trouble I have trying to get my SUV backed out of the parking space without hitting all those cars parked behind me in the "NO PARKING FIRE LANE".

Built in the 1890s. For more pictures of our home, check out my photos on Flickr.