Pioneer Woman at Heart
One Flourishing, Frugal and Fun Family!
One family learning to live off the land, cut back on expenses, and to live a simpler and a more self-sufficient lifestyle.
"Eat it up,
Wear it out,
Make it do,
Or go without."
~A Pioneer Sampler, by Barbara Greenwood~
Thursday, June 27, 2013
The Lost Art of Letter Writing
I've been sick for the last week, and while resting all day, waiting for my appointment to see the doctor, the younger two girls decided they wanted to write letters.
I have been joking with them that when school starts, the only thing they will be able to share is, "I sat around on my bum and playing around on my tablet."
They came up with writing letters on their own. So, a few of my family members may be getting some hand written letters from either of the younger two. We actually ran out of stamps and I had to ask my son to bail me out. He did.
Stocked with stamps again, who knows who they will write next.
Oh, and to share something interesting about this letter writing, one of them had to look on the internet on how to address the envelope. One also didn't know where to place the stamp. Even though they both write thank you notes, they lost their memory on all of this. One said to me, "well they don't teach you this in school." It looks like they will be getting more practice with their penmanship too.
I guess they will be doing some more letter writing, so their technology won't be "dumbing" them down this summer.
As for an update on my doctor appointment. I have a sinus infection and my right inner ear is very swollen. Hence, why I have not been able to hear very well. If you've ever had a sinus infection, you know how tired it makes you feel. Thankfully it is continuing to rain, so I can rest up more, before returning to weed the garden. Honestly, it doesn't feel like "rest." It feels more like forced, uncontrollable sleeping.
I have not done anything in my garden besides pick peas, strawberries and squash. Oh, and I picked some more broccoli.
I think tonight will be a good time to sit on my bum, knit, and give cooking instructions to my 14 year-old. She's been wanting to learn to cook one of her favorite dinners.