Category Archives: Cinderella Project

The old house has always been designed for the people who will live here next. No we are not moving.  However, when the time comes for Steve and I to live in the old house alone, I’m not sure what … Continue reading →

A few years ago, before the old house was even a thought, I started a little business. I would travel the town on any given Friday and/or Saturday morning and find treasures. So called treasures to most would be junk … Continue reading →

If I say “Granola” you know what that means right? All Natural. All Organic. No Preservatives. You get it? Courtney Dawn Kern Wissinger = Granola It’s not a derogatory term. It’s not meant to be degrading. It’s just fact. She’s … Continue reading →

Becky and I attended a funeral last week. The funeral was for the Father of our sweet friend Debbie and the Grandfather of our friends Robby and Becky.  We had never met Mr. McLaughlin.  You don’t go to funerals for … Continue reading →

I was curious about Mothers Day so Google helped me out. Anna Jarvis The American incarnation of Mother’s Day was created by Anna Jarvis in 1908 and became an official U.S. holiday in 1914. Jarvis would later denounce the holiday’s … Continue reading →

An 8 car carport plus a storage shed on the end and we even have 2 cars sitting outside.  How do we have so much junk?  The carport is getting a makeover and it’s not soon enough. Ratty looking and … Continue reading →

Dear “the last 24 hours” Thank you for the gift of life. It’s remarkable and our lives will forever be changed with the addition of Jack William Wissinger. His birth was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen and … Continue reading →

Last night, May 8th at 10:45pm,  I met my grandson. It is currently May 9th at 6:08am and while I should be sleeping because I was awake for 24 hours, instead I am sitting in the room next to my … Continue reading →

I’m positioned at my usual place on Sunday mornings. It’s called the Hope Connections Desk or Guest Services. My people, my tribe  know where to find me. My small group always stops and says hi. My teenage girls stop to … Continue reading →

You all know I’m all about taking something and turning it into something else.  My bestie needed a cover for her electrical box. Kind of long. Kind of skinny. I told her I would check out the hoard and see … Continue reading →