You just gotta love cold, rainy Sundays.
No. No you don’t.
But it is what is. No point in complaining about it, though.
I do love listening to the rain. We listened to it pound the windows last night in bed. We listened to it patter the roof during church. The rain seems to bring all the finches to our feeder like we’re bird whisperers.
Besides the rain, you know what else is coming down? My stats. It’s really weird. All month my stats were stable and good. Then one day they dropped. not just one or two. But 20 or 30. That’s not much unless you only have 50 to begin with. That’s a 40-60% decrease. I’ll blame it on the first day of fall (or spring for my southie friends). Weird.
Nevermind the stats. I read and write and share anyway…
Learning to blog
Love his new header and directions on how to get where you’re going
Deb Was Here
The measures one little girl took to get out of going to school
A Momma’s View
We’re all fantastically fierce. Let’s just get along…
On toddlers and teen and they’re one in the sameness
Making Time for Me
Seeing adults in little people
That’s What Anxious Mom Said
Charlotte. Safe again?
When your planes reroutes from Italy to Holland
In China 8 is a lucky number and since I just found out I’m Chinese I have included 8 links.
*Note: I am not Chinese. Just a running joke from my brother-in-law’s father-in-law. A million bonus points to you if you can follow that lineage.
Two more notes…
I finally uploaded The Disappearing Wood Pile video to YouTube. It took us about 5 days to stack 16 cords of wood. One cord measures 4 feet by 4 feet by 8 feet. We had 16 of them. I also got up close and personal with some finches and time lapsed myself from the roof mowing the yard.
The second note is that I joined Instagram. You’ll find me @stomperdad over there.