This is your first birthday as a father! Many Happy Returns of the Day Son! I was there when your daughter was born, at the same hospital where I had you. And almost immediately there ...
Just about a week ago I received a random comment on one of my blogs from 2016. Usually the few lines are badly written by an illiterate computer and swiftly disposed of by me. This one ...
We keep finding water running in rivulets along the grout of our terra cotta kitchen floor. If we had a dog she’d be in deep doo-doo. But we don’t so we had to look ...
When I was young I wanted six children. My parents, with their two, thought I was crazy. Hubs and I settled on four when my OBGyn advised that four C-sections were quite enough. I kept ...
Shads is our Star Fetcher…he’ll chase toy mice and little fluffy balls and bring them back just like a dog. I didn’t say that! This year we have a lot of large ...
Our son and daughter-in-law, the Window to the Wild folk, are busy with baby showers at the moment. This week they took a trip out of town to party with her side of the family in ...
Live oaks stay leafy all year. In their part of the woods leaves crunch underfoot catching autumn off guard. When winter drops its snow she stands tall in the watery sun and glimmers ...
Thirty years ago I was working as the phone room manager at Rainbow-Ticketmaster in Dallas. I had two sons, Ian was 3 and a bit, Simon was 10 months old and my blue-eyed cowboy was ...
In England we have Memory Clinics. My mother used to go to one to rule out dementia, or as it used to be called, senility. She was asked a few questions about current and past events; ...
To celebrate the one year anniversary of Hubs’ knee surgery we went to Mexico. Not to the beach but inland to a delightful, colonial city called San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato. ...
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.