Have I ever told about the time I called 911 when Jim was in Washington DC for six weeks and I was home alone with three little boys? It was terrifying and of course it turned out to be funny because I was, as usual, embarrassing myself. Someone had the front door and was shaking it […]
These three pictures tell a story. I will let you tell it. What do you think was going on? Still tweaking my blog. Please leave a comment or suggestion on things that need improvement or you wish I was doing or perhaps I should stop doing. I know my topics are a little all over. […]
By talking to myself I am ensuring my external hard drive keeps the memories that my mind sometimes cannot remember. When I looked back at my photographs I knew I needed to tell the story. My blog was born.
Someone quickly drop off a girl! I have all boys and our girl dog is suffering through me dressing her up
I grew up in the midwest and in fear of tornados that could form quickly and in the middle of the night. We moved to North Carolina during hurricane season.
It seems like such a gift that we know when a hurricane is coming, days in advance.
Katrina made me think.