A quick recap of our housing situation is this: Homes in Phoenix, AZ are on the market for mere hours unless there is something really, really wrong with it. We are not opposed to working hard on a fixer upper in a good neighborhood. It does not have to be a castle. The prices are so good that the investors have returned with a vengeance. We were hopeful on one house but lost out. There are currently 8 houses in our MRLS portal. We have seen them all. Insert Panic Here. ... View the Post

Throughout my childhood I was parented by my mother Karen, my mother Nadine, my foster mom Janty, my Aunt Jan, and my grandmother’s. Even today a bevy of other beautiful women continue to lovingly influence me. Many of them are friends through blogging. I am thankful for every single soul. They have helped nurture and inspire a continual garden of beautiful blessings.  My Universe Will Never Be The Same Their love and guidance has led me to now parent and nurture in a wide variety ... View the Post

My grandmother, Eleanor Becker aka “Grandma Jingles” was born on April 19, 1922. She was the last of four children and a welcome surprise. Her farming family didn’t own a car and she tells me stories about going to church on Christmas Eve in a horse-drawn sleigh.   While her three elder siblings ended their education at the eight grade level my grandmother wanted more. At 14 she left the family farm to move into town to work as a maid. During the day she was able to go to high school ... View the Post