I was right. Maybe it was that self-fulfilling prophesy thing. July was kicked back and comfortable: 4th of […]
It’s Monday and it’s time for a little Gratitude. Thanks, Laurel, from Alphabet Salad for keeping this link-up […]
I prefer taking pictures of other people. BlogHer14 campaigned for attendees to take selfies and tweet them out. […]
Every once in a while, I meet some one who sticks in my heart. Camille Paddock is one of those people. To look at her, you’d never guess at “Almost 16 year-old,” she’s been put through the ringer by people who claimed to be her friends. She came out on top as a spokesperson for the underdog and beauty pageant queen.
When Camille was eight years old, she began to lose her hair. Not just a few strands; she lost handfuls of hair, until by the time she was in fifth grade, only a small rim of hair remained. Doctors dismissed. Camille’s condition as stress. One even told her
I almost stayed home from BlogHer’s 10th anniversary celebration. Then, I saw a early bird ticket for sale. […]
Photo Friday: BlogHer14
I’m in San Jose! This year I have a roomy, Kay Lynn, which is waaay more fun. This […]
I’m fresh off my Michigan camping trip where it’s blueberry season. I love blueberries. I love that we […]
Ah the bliss of a vacation: no routine, no kitchen, no electronics beeping, talking, demanding. Just the beach, the bike trail, and the campfire. Ice cream every night. These this fill me gratitude because: a) I love the outdoors, b) I love that my family loves what I love, c) I am physically and financially fit enough to enjoy all of this.
Now back to reality. My gratitude list this week, in no particular order:
Sunset over water fills me with peace. The light calms my soul. Children murmur.. The breeze whispers…Dinners beckons […]
Who dated George McGovern’s daughter, met Louis Armstrong, had a father who owned a radio station, is a detailed sculptor, and knows that if it weren’t for lips, the tongue would push the teeth out of the mouth? He lived in Iowa, South Dakota, and Illinois; he had homes on farms, in small towns and big cities. He dabbled in politics and aspired to be an artist. Who is creating a bust of President Abraham Lincoln, capturing his character and his Illinoisan visage, in a labor of love?
Who has so many intelligent thoughts begging to be set free that they sometimes tumble over his tongue, and lodge momentarily between his teeth? It’s Marengo, Illinois’s long-time dentist, Dr. Jim Sweet.
I got a chance to meet this interesting fellow, and my-oh-my,