Angel Wheeler

regret

  • Snowballs in July

    I opened my freezer and noticed a bowl of snow in there from last week.  Anyone for snow ice-cream in 75 degree weather? When I was in 8th grade, I was sitting in the library, book in hand, talking and giggling with a girl across from me at the table.  Suddenly our teacher starts fast walking towards us.  We’d… Read more

  • Goulash, Grandparents, and Regret

    Last night I attempted cooking, which in and of itself is a feat.  I can honestly say, of the things I have been complimented, cooking is not one of them.  There are people who are renowned simply for being a good cook.  If their name comes up in conversation, people’s eyes roll back in their heads as they… Read more

  • The Memory of a Sound

    I recently purchased this magazine. I say recently, but it was way back in 2010. I have no idea why I would purchase a magazine called Do it yourself, since I don’t do anything myself.  There must have been something that caught my eye on the cover, but now…..who knows? This is one of those… Read more

  • The Land of Less is More—Mile #1—Cleaning out the closet

    Today’s gargantuan leap in my journey to the Land of Less is More begins with my closet.  I think I can.   I think I can.  I think I can. I needed direction so I found a site with 7 simple steps.  http://www.happyslob.com/closets.html I got scared off by the first step which says to take everything… Read more

  • Softball and other life matters

    A few days back my niece Ashlynn tried out for softball.  It’s an effort to redeem the family name from when I played.  From the year I played.From the year I attempted to play.   You see, I should have been a ballerina.  But my sister was an all-star softball player.  Not to mention a klutz at ballet.  So… Read more