My grandmother lived simply, in an old farmhouse with no indoor plumbing. We had rain barrels, a cistern, and a very nice spring a few miles away. And yes, an outhouse. When my mother and I moved from grandma's house into a new home (with plumbing), Grandma teased my mom about her "fur lined toilet seats."
This phrase helps me focus on keeping my priorities in order. It's so hard to balance the wants and needs of family, home, school, church and work. Sometimes, we just need to consider whether something is needed (such as a toilet) or if it is just icing on the cake (or fur lining on the toilet seat).
This blog will be a place for me to share the joy of our family's life as well as the adventure of living life with and sometimes without the fur lining. Hope you'll stop by every so often and tell your friends as well.
It's a great blog name. Very catchy! And I love the story behind it. I've always been mystified by the furry covers on toilet seats. Why?
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ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by! I love reading about your family.
And, yeah. Me too. Notice, you'll never see fuzzy toilet covers in houses with lots of littles!