Most of the time, day in and day out, I think of her as mine.  It is my job to raise her to my expectations.  She is my responsibility.  Her behavior reflects upon me.  I decide who she sees and where she goes. Then every now and then, I get a glimpse of the future, and a dos...

I went shopping today. Alone. It was glorious. It was fabulous. Almost too good for words. When I was younger, I used to wonder why my Mom went shopping by herself. I couldn't understand how that could be fun at all. I mean, come on, boooooring. Today, as I was blissfully alone in my own little shop...

Ten 6th grade boys are kings of their worlds tonight...and for this moment in time, they revel in the glory of an underdog's victory.  Its taste is more sweet than the celebratory "banquet" that followed, a spontaneous party fit for a queen, in a land of Oreo blizzards and chocolate-flowing rivers....

I used to be able to get away with the $5 flip flops.  They were my go-to shoes all year long. Then my feet let me know, time is marching on.  Welcome to my first pair of old lady flip flops, substantially more than $5. My feet are very appreciative. I think I'm on the downhill slide...

My girl Misty finally put a blog out there, so you better hurry over and get some eye candy (and join the controversial debate while you're there!). In honor of this blessed event, I made a valentine for her.  ;-)...

Just for you, Mom.  :-)  ...

The memory is chiseled in my mind as in stone. It was during the season I learned to enjoy my own company, a life-lesson years in the making. Sitting on a park bench sipping a Chick-Fil-A lemonade and reading To Kill a Mockingbird for the fourth time, a cozy blanket......

Are you finding it disconcerting that Orwell's "1984" isn't so far-fetched? When it was published in the 40s could he have possibly imagined the possibility of a very real Big Brother (via satellite surveillance)?!I thought about that last night when watching a segment on "60 Minutes"--How Technolog...

Tweaked the color a little and now I have some bangs, too!...

What's the opposite of "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me"? For someone whose love language is "words of affirmation", might it be "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can sometimes heal me"?Lame. Yuck. I got nothin' (please, PLEASE enlighten me......