Still Crazy After All These Years

Still Crazy After All These Years

This was the early ’90s, people. Don’t judge or giggle. Near-Christmas wedding, December 16th, 1994 – The whole wedding party. My how we’ve changed. The flower girl and ring-bearer are in their twenties. Yeah, think about that one. Beau &...
What a Charmer!

What a Charmer!

(one of our many out-takes) I”m not sure where she gets it from. Her father and I are far from charming. However, God created something a little unique in La Petite Belle. At the dentist yesterday, K Belle and I waited patiently in the waiting room while La...

I’m disgusted.

Strange how my mental state can change from one minute to the next. One minute, I feel totally fine about me. In the next minute, I am totally disgusted with myself. I hate it. I am my own worst enemy. I hate so many things about myself.  And, the world we live in...
Pie is from God.

Pie is from God.

Feast your eyes on just one of the delightful dishes I slaved over for my precious husband for Father’s Day. Pie made with fresh blueberries picked by K Belle herself. Served only after steak, delicately rubbed with spices, and cooked in butter & olive oil...
If I Were a Flower …

If I Were a Flower …

I would be one of the stinkin’ rose bushes out of my flowerbed. These babies are so strong and deep-rooted that nothing I do will or can kill them. Believe me, I’ve tried … the electric hedge trimmers won’t even do it. If I were a song, I would...