Our 4th of July ended up being very well spent — at least the second half of the day anyway. We drove to my niece’s where my nephew put on a big barbecue on her new Kenmore propane grill. We had hot dogs, hamburgers, three kinds of Winn-Dixie brand sausages (it was very good, too)…
I am soooooo happy to announce that CooNee has gone from the bottle to finger foods – Cheerios, and next on to watermelon, and now she is eating her solids like a big girl – CAT CHOW! Having been raised inside the house, it can be a rather daunting experience for her to go outside…
Every year, for as long as I can remember having children, there was a magnificent fireworks display in the nearby city of Houma. However, for reasons unknown to the local newspaper and me, there will be no display this year. Private fireworks are illegal in this parish, so I don’t like to buy them for…
We call them rain frogs. What do you call them? Once the summer rains start, these little frogs began singing their summer song. They say “c’est chaud” over and over. Does anyone know what that means? (This is my sneaky attempt to get some of our Cajun-speaking readers to come forth!)
These must be “early figs”, because in the past, I’ve picked figs in July at my friend’s house. This is my first very own fig tree, and I am so excited about it’s fruit! Two days ago, there were none ripe. Today, while I was working on the curtains, I looked out the bedroom window…
Yes, everyone, this is the big yellow dog that took up here shortly after our “Baby” was taken from us. We tried returning her to the owner a couple times, and she kept coming back. We gave up and she won her boy, Termite! I know she is poor looking, but we have wormed her…