My oldest son is in town from balmy California for the holiday with two of his friends. Hubs and I have met them both so the pressure is off… Except when it comes to food! One is ...
Today is our wedding anniversary! There have been many! This is our Thirty-First! Last night the electricity at Footlights went out for three hours! And because it wasn’t our ...
We had a visitor this year to our humble abode in Florida where we are staying with two very undemanding dogs. Paris, our teacher daughter, tired of not spending the last five birthdays ...
My oldest son poses some difficult questions, “To get us really talking,” he explains, “I love to hear your views on things. Why do Christians think that everyone ...
I said my famous line to my oldest daughter last night, “Twenty-six years ago I was longing to meet my first little girl…” She was my third child and after two boys I ...
It has been four years since I lost Mummy. Using this expression to describe death conjures up carelessness on my part! It also doesn’t ring true when referring to me. My ...
When we moved into our country estate less than a fortnight ago the reality hit me. We were empty nesters and no matter how many properties we sold, or countries we lived in or house ...
When I was young kindly folk told me I looked like my father. No little girl, no matter how much she loves her Daddy, wants to be told that. “He’s a man and I’m a ...
My son and his wife, who have their own company Window to the Wild, were all about the birds and the bees this week. It must be the sudden onslaught of Spring with the rain bringing ...
As you know, my son, Simon and his wife, Lindsey, have a not for profit business called Window to the Wild. I’ve told you about their Tiny House and how it’s parked at ...
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.