Image from here. In Mayberry, we all get our mail delivered to the community watering hole: The Post Office. This, being very different for a big city girl like me, has taken some getting used to. I have been known … Continue reading
Don’t let him fool you—Poor Kyle was faking this grin. He was actually totally embarrassed to be riding on the teacups with me; to have his picture taken was the ultimate humiliation. All throughout my teenage years, I fantasised what … Continue reading
Probably not many people will read this blog today—Christmas day can be terribly busy with family what-nots and whatever. But I know last Christmas I was away from home and once all Poor Kyle’s family’s stuff was done, I had … Continue reading
I am a hero. Not really. But someone likes my blog a lot—enough to write a post about it titled “My Favourite Blog.” [Only her “favourite” was spelled “favorite.”] This is a very big day for me. Emily said so … Continue reading
A few posts ago, I got a sweet comment from a reader named Molly. She wrote: “…I just read on Whitney’s blog that you already have your tree decorated, and I want to see pictures!! I am so excited to … Continue reading
This is my new website. I will never post on my old blog again. Archives of Our Lives™ is now powered by WordPress™; no more of this Blogger™ stuff. Change is good sometimes, and today is one of those times. … Continue reading
I never knew how much I needed to have a beautiful bed in my life… I never knew how big a difference existed between average sheets…and lovely sheets… I never realised that seven pillows on a bed–ridiculous though they are–could … Continue reading