Monday, February 24, 2020

Lots Of Races!

The road from our house in southwest Utah to town (St. George) goes through some varied topography and beautiful country, so beautiful that people like to run and ride their bikes through it...a lot.
More than once a year, roads are either closed or traffic is delayed in order to allow runners of all ages, shapes, and sizes to pound the pavement, sweat, and gasp for air, usually while smiling!
Do you like to run/bike in the great outdoors?
Do you like to exercise in a gym or other indoor space?
Or do you prefer to watch other people exercise?

Monday, February 17, 2020

Not Just Any Old Ice Cream Sandwich

Valentine's Day traditionally generates gifts of sweet chocolate.
Carolyn happens to be a loving chocolate connoisseur who knows what to do with a plain bar of chocolate, or even a simple chocolate ice cream sandwich
A coating of creamy peanut butter, a bed of juicy sweet peaches, and an artful swirl of chocolate sauce on top makes for a dessert treat worthy of the Ritz.
And Carolyn would be happy to make one for you.
Does this treat appeal to you?
What's your favorite feel-good food?

Monday, February 10, 2020

The Love Bug

Seeing this car rolling down the highway made me smile because it brought back fond memories of going to the theater as a kid when "The Love Bug" movie was released. We Anderson kids walked to the theater, carrying our big brown paper Acme Market grocery bag full of homemade popcorn (yes, they let us bring our own movie snacks back in the day.) 
The Love Bug was a magical movie that made me believe in the goodness of cars and infinite faithfulness to their owners. 
It may have even inspired my father to get a VW bug (ours was red) to take his family of 8 children to church.
Yes, 8 children plus two parents makes TEN PEOPLE IN A VW BUG!
I was often relegated to the space behind the back seat and in front of the back window where I folded myself up beside one other medium to small sibling. Then three other larger siblings would sit across the back seat with another two sitting on their laps. With Dad in the driver's seat and Mom in the passenger seat holding the baby (no such thing as baby seats in the 60's, and seat belts were optional, if the car even had them) we were off to church.
Fortunately, it was only about a mile away, and once Mom and Dad exited and folded down their seats, we were able to pop out of the car on either side in short order.
Love Is Togetherness.
(At least I hope people who have to be close together love one another!)
Would you be game for riding in a crowded VW Beetle (Bug)?
Or are you more of a the-only-one-in-a-Chevy Suburban kind of person?
(Whatever you do, I hope you love doing it, ESPECIALLY today!)

Monday, February 3, 2020

When Your Pen Blobs

While writing a name on an envelope, my pen made a blob of ink right toward the end of the last flourish, but not RIGHT on the end, as if I meant to do it, so it looked like a mistake, it looked ridiculous, almost as bad as getting a splotch of "is that BLOOD?" ketchup on it.
My 3rd grade art teacher, who was interesting enough to resemble Popeye's girlfriend Olive Oyl and was perpetually cheerful, even with elementary school students, taught me that there are no mistakes in art. I stretched that to mean there are also no mistakes in I added some INTENTIONAL splotches all along the lines of the letters.
(I meant to do that...)
Do you like to try to fix mistakes? (Well, assuming you make mistakes...)
Or do you like to get fresh supplies and start all over again?

Monday, January 27, 2020

Bronzed Shoes

I've seen bronzed baby shoes, but never bronzed size 5's.
When I spotted these shoes in a thrift store, I had to wonder what the story was behind not only the shoes, but the toy cars in the opening where the foot should go.
Were these silent reminders of a beloved boy who'd left this earth life at a young age?
Or did they belong to a young man who loved cars and grew up to fulfill his dream of becoming a race car driver?
Were they something of an annual tradition, like family pictures, but bronzed shoes instead, mailed to doting grandparents on the other side of the country? "Looky here, Arnold, Junior's feet are almost as big as yours!"
"Well, Ethel, you've still got us both beat!"
Perhaps they were some kind of unique trophy created for the ubiquitous annual Pinewood Derby.
"Hey, Mike, you won!"
(Mike staring doubtfully at the trophy) "Are you sure it was me? I'm almost positive that Pete's car was ahead of mine by at least the width of a toothpick. Really, he can have the prize. I'm just happy with some extra refreshments."
Perhaps it should be a requirement that thrift store donations come with historical background information...or we could just continue making things up!
How about you? Do you like to wonder "What?" "Why?" "How?"
Or are you content to accept what comes, because, "That's just the way it is?"

Monday, January 20, 2020


Some custom license plates make me stop and wonder what they're trying to say. What do they mean? I don't like the ones I can't figure out, that are some kind of secret inside joke that only the nearest and dearest can decipher.
My sister's custom license plate reads: ACCEBER.
(Do you know what that means? I'll tell you below!)
I came across this handsome fellow a few weeks ago, with a pretty clear message.
"O behave!"
Even though I understand it at face value, it still makes me wonder...
Is the truck supposed to behave?
Is the drive of the truck the one who needs to behave, or perhaps the driver's passengers?
Or are the drivers behind the truck supposed to behave?
Perhaps it's the general population, anyone who sees the message, reads it, and asks themselves, "How am I behaving?"
What else could it mean?
What does it bring to your mind?
Oh, and my sister's license plate? Read it belongs to my sister REBECCA!

Monday, January 13, 2020


What if you long to hit the road, but your wallet has already been hit too hard to support travel expenses?
Well, then, make your own camper!
Get various pieces of material hard enough to make walls.
Hammer them together on your vehicle, adding what you need as you go, from a ladder to a milk crate to an air conditioner to a custom-width door.
Then hit the road, your style! 
I found this one-of-a-kind, do-it-yourself vehicle in a thrift store parking lot.
The thriftyness runs deep.
What about you? Are you thrifty enough to be okay with used items? Or do you like your things nice and new?

Lots Of Races!

The road from our house in southwest Utah to town (St. George) goes through some varied topography and beautiful country, so beautiful that...