Fresh Strawberry Lemonade and Somewhere Only We Know by Keane
Summer Weekend Galveston, TXLook hard. There’s something in there. Coffee Bean Flake. Cruise Ship. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – -…
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Summer Weekend Galveston, TXLook hard. There’s something in there. Coffee Bean Flake. Cruise Ship. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – -…
1. I like to paint bathrooms.2. I like to paint bathrooms in my pajamas.3. My pajamas are old t-shirts.4. I don’t brush my hair when I paint bathrooms in my…
(Today, I’m also at Great Expectations. I’ve got a Perfect Summer Dinner Recipe calling your name!) It’s summertime. Which for all intents and purposes, is the time for laziness. If…
My brains are pushing on the edge of my skull trying to get out.I can feel the thumping. Thump. Pound. Thump. Pound.If my children ask me for something to eat…
“A single rose can be my garden. . . .A single friend, my world.” ~ Leo Buscaglia, Tireless Advocated of the Power of Love (1924-1998) Friends. I love them. They…
Don’t forget to enter the Unofficial Harry Potter Sweet Shoppe Kit Giveaway!Recently, I got that fuzzy, warm feeling in my belly.The kind that comes from nostalgia, the smell of fresh…
Today is a glorious and a sad, sad, day indeed. Today is the end of a long journey for myself and millions of other people. The last of 8 adored movies…
I’m mad at him.A few days ago we woke up in our bed, I looked at him and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me. I said, “Wait, is the…
My Mama’s Gumbo.This is my mom.My mama.My mommy.My mother depicted in a painting circa 1968.She’s here for the holiday, and I love her. Love her, Love her, Love her.But. .…