Day Forty Five 2013

Count your blessings and know that God loves you.

Day Forty Four 2013

I cooked.

Neil cleaned.

Ecclesiastes 4:9  (New International Version)
“Two are better than one,
because they have a good return for their work”

Day Forty Three 2013

People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.
~Anton Chekhov
The winter sun made the sky look like it had a big hole in it today.

Day Forty Two 2013

Hubby Neil loves radio controlled airplanes. Building, flying, crashing (well, he doesn’t love that part) and repairing them. He claims it’s a hobby. I believe it’s an obsession. Why else would there be one sitting in a room upstairs, in various stages of construction. It’s winter. Too cold to be building a plane outside. Truth be told, his man cave, also known as his airplane hanger, is already full and is too small to turn around in anymore, much less build an RC plane with a wingspan of about six feet. I only hope he can get the thing back down the stairs and out the door when he’s finally finished with it.

Day Forty One 2013

IT’S ZOMBIE TIME AGAIN!

Sometimes it’s a blood-and-gore fest (or feast). Sometimes it’s a who’s-your-daddy soap opera. But it’s always about human survival against overwhelming odds, with characters you come to love and root for and fear for through every story every week. If you find yourself compelled to watch, here’s one tidbit of advice: don’t get too attached to anybody in this story. Everyone is expendable.  (Sunday nights~8PM central time~AMC)