i love...

violets


Handwritten letters.


Fine tip Sharpie markers. All colors.


Ripe, red tomatoes


The radio. Especially singing along to it.


loafers with out socks. The true sign that summer is here.


Sear Sucker.


men in bow ties.


The smell of turpentine.


Matisse, the window series.


Real mashed potatoes. Boxed ingredients not accepted.


Chairs. Like a good friend, they are inviting and provide a place to rest the soul.


flying kites.


65 south. It takes me home.


Dots. pink, orange and red=yum, yellow and green=yuck


Creme Brulee


America


Classic Clothing Staples


"Your mom" jokes.


pedicured feet on a manicured lawn.

*all pictures are found on the internet.

i heart

a perfectly clean house. Almost as if you just moved in and everything is unpacked and in it's place for the very first time. The baseboards are even clean. And every room smells like the spring air minus the pollen. All the whites are white and every stitch of clothing you own is clean, hung or folded.

I'm hoping this will happen by Sunday.

welcome summer

It's the end of spring and the beginning of summer. Temperatures are rising and arms are bare. Today I had my own welcome summer celebration with the consumption of the first ice cream cone of the season. While in my car with the windows down, a care free Dave Matthews song started on the radio. I thought back to all of the out door concerts I had shared with this time of year. Dave, Jimmy, Adam and Lynryd. Good times. My attention shifted as I quickly raced to catch the melting creamy goodness before it slid onto my equally creamy complexion. As I licked, I thought, when I return to the office, I just might dig out an old Dave Cd or maybe I won't. Maybe I'll just keep driving and never make it back from lunch...

welcome summer and all you have to offer!

Enlightened

No one should know you better than yourself. God bless the spirits that are in your life who share their perspective of how they understand you to be. They enlighten the light that lives within you.

Special Olympics

I went to the Special Olympics opening ceremonies last night. The have a creed that I might just adopt as my own.

Please help me win, but if I can not, let me be brave in the attempt.

BFF

Anna and I after Heather's wedding.