A colorful hump day greeting to you! Continue reading
Wishing Celestial a happy birthday! Continue reading
Full disclosure, I took this picture last year (2011). Because I have yet to see this guy in 2012 – I did the best I could with what I had on file.
The story goes, this guy cried when my Mom brought me home from the hospital. He was the one boy in a family of four - now five – girls, and he was not happy about that fact. If the story is true, it may explain why he and I annoy each other.
Regardless of the picking and bickering, we still love each other. (Whatever. You love me!) Our Dad died before I was married, and this guy honored me by walking me down the aisle. (Bonus: He didn’t even trip me!) So today, January 9th 2012, I wish my one and only brother (the best one and only brother) a happy 50th birthday! Cheers to you! Continue reading
I am a religious person. Those that follow this blog religiously, know I am a person of faith. (Religiously, get it? Oh goodness, I crack my religious-self up.)
A sabbath day is common in many faiths. I try to observe a day of sabbath once a week. As is typically the case for Christians, I observe the sabbath on Sundays.
I make a point to do nothing with regards to housework, eating out, or shopping. I focus on hanging out with my family, having personal quiet time, and/or going to church/bible study. My main goal on Sundays is to ‘be still’ and thank God. However you spend your Sunday, I hope you make time to ‘be still’. Continue reading
Cherokee was not please about Wilbur’s (her brother), new found fame. Even though I had different plans for my Saturday photo, Cherokee insisted her face time was long overdue. (After only 6 days, Cherokee? Really?) You have to admit, though – she’s got a face for photos. Continue reading
It was just a dream. He told himself. Just a dream. Continue reading
“Let’s dance. Put on your red shoes and dance the blues. … Let’s sway.. under the moonlight this serious moonlight.” David Bowie, Let’s Dance Continue reading
The slam itself was enough to turn heads, and the windows gave everyone a front row seat to the show. Continue reading
Monday through Friday, I pick-up the boys from school. Chuckity-chuck-chuck (not his real name) is dismissed at 2:45. His brother, Bugaboo (not his real name) is dismissed at 3:20. For over 30 minutes, unless we are passing the time on the playground, this is the face I see in my rear-view mirror (it’s his real face). Continue reading
When she came out, she found her unremarkable friend smiling like the Cheshire cat. Continue reading