Tales from the Washer

I finally have an excuse for not blogging as much: school. School whether it be volunteering at the boys school or more importantly my own...

When I started the idea of this blog it was mainly to talk about the wonderful (and not so wonderful) treasures that would appear in the w...

Connor is his own person. Always has been and I hope he always will be. I would love to be inside his mind when he speaks. To see what his...

Life Changing Updates and a New Year’s Resolution I sit here Saturday morning looking out my back window, watching the wind toss the tr...

Did you miss me? Did you miss these blogs? Many people have asked me why I stopped doing the blog (by many I mean two). Life has just been...

I don’t usually condone violence, in fact unless it’s sticking up for yourself or family or whacking a car “with some stadiums seats bec...

There is rain, there is football, there is wind, and there is late September, individually I love all four (well 3 of the 4. I hate wind, ...