Author Archives: madranchwife

(I don’t think that plays the audio, so you’ll have to search your memory.) BUT.  Do I have news for you. Holy buckets, holy guacamole, holy cow, holy moses, holy toledo, holy everything.  Hold on to your hats, your neckerchiefs, … Continue reading →

~Belle Coyle~   We said goodbye to Belle this afternoon.  For those of you that didn’t know Belle, she was my mother’s faithful Golden Retriever companion for the last many, many years.  She filled the void left by Scarlett, though … Continue reading →

A hackneyed phrase, to be sure. But never have more truer words been spoken.  Or written as is the case this morning. I’m sitting in my chair.  My comfy, red, gorgeous, serenity-filled chair.  This is where I go when I … Continue reading →

My dearest Gracelyn~ You are the most beautiful, loveliest, smartest, wisest, kindest, funniest person that I know.  And the fact that you are my daughter is simply delicious.  Spending each and every day with you is a joy.  I could … Continue reading →

You know you’ve done it right when your beautiful, brilliant, wise, all-knowing daughter parrots back to you some of your bestest lines. I made a statement the other day and maybe, just maybe, it might have been a wee bit … Continue reading →

Good morning from the frigid side of our mountain. Living on the side of a mountain, north side to be exact, has benefits and not-so-much-benefits.  Very little sun during the winter months is one of the not-so-much-benefits.  Interesting and intriguing … Continue reading →

Those who know me know that me with an absence of words is, well, odd.  To say the least. I have so many words, so much of the time.  And I rarely fail to use them.  With the dear husband … Continue reading →

BUCK ~2000 to 2018 It is with a heavy yet grateful heart that I sit at my computer to write. Our dearest, toughest, bestest canine friend left this Earthly world for the next chapter in his journey. Buck came to … Continue reading →

Happy thoughts like the kind that make you laugh so hard you float up to the ceiling for a tea party with Mary Poppins and Bert and the kids. Or happy thoughts that make you fly again like Peter Banning … Continue reading →

The first bloody nose happened not long after we started dating.  But he was sincerely sorry. So I stayed. The yelling and the name-calling started not long after we became engaged.  But he was, always, sincerely sorry.  So I stayed. … Continue reading →