Remodeling is Done; Divorce Didn’t Happen
Well, we made it through without having to consult a lawyer! Forty-one days later, give or take a few days for packing up, unpacking, and re-hanging pictures, and we now have a fresh, clean, new look to the heart of the house. And Bill likes it more than he thought he...
Olabelle and the Muleshoe Library
If you read last week about Magann Rennels (Need An Answer? Ask Magann), you know her mother was an interesting person with a story worth telling and who has also made a lasting contribution to Muleshoe. Olabelle’s family originated in deep East Texas in the town of...
Need An Answer? Ask Magann.
While gathering information the other day for another article I was working on for the blog, a question came up my source could not answer. “Ask Magann,” I was told. “She’ll know.” So I did. And she knew. Magann was named after her grandmothers Mag Singleton and Ann...
Diamond Dust and Rabbit Tracks
The snow came, just as predicted, and Mari insisted she take a walk in it. So I bundled up and went out with her. I pulled out the extra-cold weather gear and my hiking boots from Kilimanjaro, and off we went. The sky had cleared and was bright blue against the...
A Little Something to Brighten Your Day
I don’t know what it looks like where you live, but here it is dull and drab, brown and brittle. What is usually hard packed ground has become inches of sand with zero moisture to hold the dirt together. The weatherman said just the other day that it has been...
Tales from the Tile-less House
Week four and we are still camping amid the mess. Chase rolled the refrigerator into the almost finished utility room, which means that every time I need something out of it, of course I walk right back into the kitchen where it is supposed to be, thanks...
The Joys of Remodeling…Not.
Well, we are into week three of the grand remodeling project, and it’s just a joy to experience. We have managed to either overlook or otherwise track the dust and crud we didn’t catch in the drop cloths or sweep up from scraping the popcorn finish off the ceilings...
E.T. Ford Celebrates 90 Years
Thirty years ago when we moved to Muleshoe we bought land for our house from E.T. Ford. On January First E.T. celebrated his 90th birthday. He was actually born at 2 pm on January 2, 1921, five miles northeast of Boyd, Texas, but New Year’s Day seemed a fitting day...
Doing the Dishes is a Lost Art
If you read last week, you know we are having some remodeling done to our house. I packed all the wrong things, like a pie pan I use to make cornbread to go with the black-eyed peas we Southerners traditionally eat for good luck on New Year’s Day. So I will just...
Keepsakes from the Past
Monday after Christmas I received a box from Mother and Daddy’s longtime neighbor, Marge Beard. Tucked neatly into the box were six crocheted glass cozies and a letter. She wrote: “You won’t receive this before Christmas as I am enclosing it in a box I have been...
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