Just thought this pretty tactless flyer that plopped into my mailbox today warranted a comment. Touting Black Friday, …which is going to be different this year with the CDC ...
I absolutely do not wish to compare myself to the great Spanish Mystic, St John of the Cross. A Carmelite friar and priest (1542-1591). No way me! But I do every so often refer to my ...
For me, the epitome of an English garden is one that looks tangly and wild… those lovely little cottage gardens, over-run with wisteria and clambering roses, bursting with colour ...
Our beautiful grand-daughter, Sophie, celebrated her first birthday recently and we had her party in Farmersville at the city park, In true McNeny-style… Picnics R Us! A mess of ...
To get away from the pandemic…or at least how it’s playing out in our neck of the woods, Hubs and I packed two small cases and headed to Colorado. We were going to drive, we ...
As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks months, and the months look as though they’re going to make the year with businesses saying they’re not going to bring employees ...
One of my students is seven. We use manipulatives for math…I’m not very good with them but she is a whiz and happily takes on the role of teacher when I flounder. She has ...
Living in the country we definitely get more power outages than in the city. Hubs has always been affronted when the house goes dark while we’re still up, he jumps on the phone ...
As a Christian when I practise yoga I use it as a moving meditation. It settles my mind and strengthens my body while keeping me reflective and flexible. It’s a time to pray while ...
At the end of July it had begun to get hotter and my flowers were beginning to wilt expecting me to water them a couple of times a week. Tomatoes and squash were still giving in their ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.