Saturday at the Ball Park
Arriving at the first game, this Nestle ice cream guy was there to greet me. All I think now is, “Why didn’t I go back and get some?” Look at the hand/eye coordination! You can totally tell he’s going to hit this, right? Yes, my 15-year-old son...
Straight No Chaser Concert in Atlanta with the Kids
In high school I attended a lot of concerts. As an adult and busy mother, those opportunities are sorely limited, which is why it’s so amazingly, fantastically, incredible that I’ve seen five concerts in the past five months. Two of them were Straight No...
Dang! I missed iHeartFaces, but I’ll post my baseball collage anyway
This week’s theme at iHeartFaces is collages. Although I really wanted to participate, getting it posted before 9pm last night just didn’t happen. I still want to play, though, so here is my collage from my 15-year-old son’s baseball game Saturday....
What’s in Your Wish Jar?
Morning found this jar sitting in the window sill above my kitchen sink: My nineteen-year-old son is rather deep, almost poetic, and I knew that this was his doing. It made me smile, and throughout the day it continued to pop into my mind at unexpected times: What...
