Something’s Cooking
Family gathered at our home this morning for our annual Memorial Day brunch. As always, we had a blast!
Frightening Fashion Friday: Party Casual
I don’t know what to start with here: The shaggy hair… those high-water flared pants legs… the fact that the white knee-highs have returned… or the little bling on my wrist that ties it all together. I hope I didn’t think this was a good party look.
Fore! Timber!
This sign on the laundry chute of a hotel we visited recently reminded us that it’s always good to be forewarned that things might be dropping on our heads.
Hidden in Plain Sight
H and I recently returned from our nephew’s graduation in Ft. Collins, Colorado. It’s an artsy town, where even mundane streetside utility equipment is transformed into works of beauty.
Frightening Fashion Friday: Swept Away
The beach is such a wonderful place to relax and throw caution to the wind, but I may have overdone it here… definitely not my best look. That oversized T-shirt tucked into those very high-waisted, long-legged shorts was lacking the hipness I was probably looking for. At least I can blame my out-of-control hair on the strong ocean breeze.
C’est Si Bon
I wish I could say that I made this charlotte, but I didn’t. Instead, we ordered it from a local French bakery (our new favorite place for treats) and surprised H’s mom on Mother’s Day. I hated to even slice it, but we made the sacrifice.
Multitasking in the Garden
One of my favorite annual events took place this weekend… the Cobb County Master Gardeners Tour. H and I explored five exemplary home gardens, two of which had pools. I mention this because, while I marveled at the colors, textures, and smells of the various plants, H was using his iPhone’s decibel meter app to determine the sound level of the pool pumps (don’t ask). I suppose you could say we each had different goals, but we both succeeded and finished the day with a smile.
Mom’s Day
Not a day goes by that you aren’t in my thoughts. Much love to you, Mom!
Frightening Fashion Friday: The Heathen
I must say, that’s a sweet little hairdo on my head, and in general, I think I look pretty cute. That said, I no longer wear horizontal stripes, especially when they are combined with puff sleeves. Here they only accentuate the fact that the dress looks just a tad shy of being too tight on me.
I haven’t the foggiest idea what my cousin and sister are praying about, but it’s pretty clear that I’m not on the same page. Maybe they know something I don’t.
Morning Tweets
There is a point in time, just as the dawn creeps in, that the sounds of the Mother Nature become magical. Each morning, I delight in waking up to a full-bodied chorus of birds outside the bedroom window, each singing its own tune with a clear, melodic voice. They remind me of an orchestra warming up before it eventually rises to a grand crescendo. (I was so impressed that I made a recording, which you can listen to here.)
Then, just as quickly, their songs seem to fade into the near distance as they move on with their day. They make me smile every time.
Tree Fishing 