Four years ago this May is how long I’ve been writing for Webb Weekly, and it truly has been a life-changing experience. I’m one of the newer writers, but most of the writers have been along for the ride since the beginning! It’s really neat to hear their stories over the years. Each year at
For heaven’s sake, it’s January, and most of these days so far have felt like spring. I wore a t-shirt outside last Saturday and hung out our sheets on the line. It was wild for this time of year. Usually, I have a heartfelt goodbye to my clothesline about mid to end of October! This
Our sweet little girl Kenzy turns nine on January 11th. It’s so hard to believe. It feels like just yesterday, she was born. They told me she was going to be a big baby. Our son Ty was 8 pounds, 10 ounces and a chunker! At nine months with him, I felt amazing. I was
Ahhh, here we are, another new year. How long will it take me to write 2023 instead of 2022? I’m thinking not long since my one job consists of me printing off fuel tickets for our customers. I’ll have to get with the program real quick, like this year! 2023. 2023. 2023, Andrea. You got
2022 was here and gone before I knew it. It was a year that has gone faster than any other year. It’s honestly unbelievable. I was never as far behind on Christmas as I was this year. Each year I tell myself to get with it earlier, and then BAM, it’s November, and I have
Sunday at church, our Pastor told us to turn to page 88 in our hymnals. We were in the back row close to the door, where I could watch it snow. It was absolutely beautiful looking out into the country field with huge flakes falling slowly to the ground. Tyler was sitting to the right
