Barbara Thompson

We went to Olive Garden to celebrate our 36th anniversary. It was quite a treat to go to a restaurant. Our waiter, Noah, was delightful. We celebrated our day by over tipping him, which is one of my favorite things to do. The day did not start off as well as it ended. We learned […]

It was raining when I woke up. Oh, no, the dirt was getting wet. It would be heavier to lift. Bummer. Keith was sitting in a blue chair, waiting for the rain to stop so he could continue working on the pavers. He needed to dig out the track, put down the leveling sand (bags

The people we bought our house from lived here just short of two years. It was the 17th time they had moved during their marriage. His job was the culprit. They were kind enough to invite us over to show us around – primarily to give Keith tips on how to run the pool. We

Decisions are not my thing. I tend to like everything, so it’s hard to weed out the choices. There is an ugly bit in our backyard. It is basically the walkway from one side of the house to the patio. The patio is just a place you walk over to get to the pool deck,

I was back at the school I used to only go to today – back among friends. How lovely. Since it was Friday, my friend came over after school and we sat on the deck on this glorious (finally!) summery day and talked about all the things. Keith came out with a little juice glass

I was walking into school today and a woman I have never seen before said, “There are bagels in the office.” I love bagels. (Maybe this is just going to be a series on things I love now…mmm….wonder what tomorrow will bring.) I didn’t bother to tell her that I am just a sub and

I remember 21 years ago when my friend, Betsy, told me to watch Survivor during its first season. The first episode I watched, they ate bugs, and I was out. I think I turned it off mid-bugging. The next day, she asked how I liked and I said, “NOT!” She promised they wouldn’t eat bugs

Alexander calls his yard a bunny sanctuary, because he doesn’t care what they eat, how much they eat, or when they eat. He welcomes them to come and munch away – away from his neighbors who might have plants they care about. It seems like a nice thing to have in a neighborhood. We were

I’ve always heard people angry with bunnies for eating their gardens. Now I am one of those people. It’s okay if they want to have a little, but c’mon bunnies! Eating our lilies and hosta down to the ground? That is not fair. Stop it. We sprayed some bad smelling stuff tonight. It says go

Not to be redundant, but this was an exciting day. Remember the pool with a house from yesterday? There was another open house today. This time, I took Keith along. My friend’s interest had grown, and she wanted Keith’s opinion on how and how expensive some fixes in the house might be done. We toured