Some of our extended family came into town for their first ever UT football game. This was their first visit to Knoxville and one of the few times they have traveled out of small town, TN for something fun. They were away from home when one of the children had heart surgery, but I really […]
Hearing The Fifth Dimension, Roberta Flack, Barry Manilow, Neil Diamond, The Bee Gees, Elvis, Doris Day, Jan & Dean, Bobby Sherman, Donovan, Tony Orlando and Tom Jones take me to another place in time with my mother. Usually in the car. I drift back somewhere with my father whenever I hear The Statler Brothers, Johnny […]
Stop cooking for everyone else and relax for the day. No vacuuming today either.
Being the biological creator of a child does not automatically bestow upon you the honor of a title as important as Mom or Dad. Those things are earned through your love, nurturing and relationship with a child as they grow to adulthood. It comes from being a part of a child’s life and not just […]
I’m still slowly scanning my old photo album to create a digital album. I’ve reached the point that I have to use an exacto to scrape the pictures from the evil glue. In the middle of tons of lousy pictures are treasures like this picture of my mother and another child playing on the military […]
I know you’ll have a wonderful day today.
I’m still scanning pictures from my old scrapbook. I like this one for the horrible 70’s clothes and hair but LissaKay found my classic 80s look in this one funny.
I received an awesome birthday gift today! Time for some marathon tv watching. It will probably be easier to watch it after the children are asleep than it would be to explain the 70’s to them. “Well, people liked polyester back then.” Danny – Whenever I take Noah to D.C., I’ll bring it with me. […]
This is one of my favorite pictures of my grandmother. It was taken by the Red Cross in 1944, at the hospital after my mother was born. Then, it was sent to my grandfather’s ship somewhere near Normandy to announce his daughter’s birth. The photo stayed with my grandfather until he returned home to meet […]
“Evan certainly is, umm, active. He broke two toys, beat up Amy and threw blocks in the disposal. He just gets this look in his eyes and trouble follows.”