a hello and a smile (itty bitty thoughts)

a hello and a smile (itty bitty thoughts)

In a small town, the grocery store counts as a social gathering. You run into people you know. You catch up on life with others. There is a bit of magic in a small town grocery store.   But the grocery store magic isn’t happening 

But first, r-e-a-d this (itty bitty thoughts)

But first, r-e-a-d this (itty bitty thoughts)

OMG, you guys. OMG. Did you know that Harley Davidson endorsed Biden and Harris? Did you know that Charlie Brown specials won’t be aired on network television anymore because those shows offend people? YoU gUYs DiD YOu eVEn knOW??   (Imagine Amy sighing heavily. Shaking 

a big ol’ sigh (itty bitty thought)

a big ol’ sigh (itty bitty thought)

Yesterday my oldest and I played Rummy and listened to Christmas music because that’s called “making the best of it” when you get dumped on with 8ish inches of snow before Halloween. (Sigh. Big ol’ sigh.) My spaghetti sauce simmered on the stove and I 

in-between (itty bitty thoughts)

in-between (itty bitty thoughts)

There shouldn’t be snow on my pumpkins yet, but there is. Yesterday I took a picture of my pumpkins on the front step and saw the Buddha statue my grandma gave me. Buddha is smiling next to the pumpkins covered with snow. Which is totally 

two truths and a lie (itty bitty thoughts)

two truths and a lie (itty bitty thoughts)

Today we get to play a game. Normally in “Two Truths and a Lie”, someone tells you three things about themselves—two things that are true and one thing that isn’t—and you have to guess which thing isn’t true. In my version, I’m going to tell 

20 years (itty bitty thoughts)

20 years (itty bitty thoughts)

People sometimes ask what it’s like to be married to a law enforcement officer. “Isn’t it hard?” I generally don’t entertain those conversations long because in all honesty we all put a ring on our finger and don’t really know what we’re getting into. (He 

what they don’t tell you about perfect (itty bitty thoughts)

what they don’t tell you about perfect (itty bitty thoughts)

I spent the majority of my childhood worried about being perfect, and that followed me into adulthood. Get good grades. Make good choices. Now, don’t put drama where there isn’t any. Perfection wasn’t anything put on me by another person, it was something I’d created 

Little Things (itty bitty thoughts)

Little Things (itty bitty thoughts)

I sliced my thumb yesterday as I cut onions to make seasoned tomato sauce. The cut was deep, starting at my thumbnail and ending in my thumbprint. There was a lot of profanity and a decent amount blood for a stupid sliced thumb but in 

a lesson learned from two tall guys (itty bitty thoughts)

a lesson learned from two tall guys (itty bitty thoughts)

My husband is tall so I always knew our two sons would be tall. They both broke the six foot mark quite awhile ago, which makes me the shortest person in the house, by far.   Yesterday I got to hang with my two tall 

in tiny houses on little farms (itty bitty thought)

in tiny houses on little farms (itty bitty thought)

My husband comes home from work in the morning and sometimes mentions something that’s happening in the news. This morning’s update was ABC and XYZ and other things of “importance”. I assured him nothing in his update was going to change the fact that today