It's another new year, and people all over the world are resolving once again to exercise. Yuck.
Just say no.
Cool stuff for the kiddos. Something we do not see often.
Photos in and around Addison Circle in Addison, TX, a suburb of Dallas.
To celebrate making my goal of 3500 miles for the year, I took my camera and got some great shots. The light of the low sun angle is beautiful at this time of the year, but this shot is from a series that was so exciting it would raise the hair on your neck if you were there. Today was like that, everything seemed like it wanted to help me celebrate my day.
Love him or hate him, Mark Cuban can be an interesting guy on the right day.
If you can read this blog by Mark Cuban and not get chicken skin, you're a better person than me. This is about the absolute thrill of competition, of business, of challenging oneself to go for the gusto. It is one of the best reads I have come across in a while.
Recommended.
As soon as our friends began to hear how much we like our pesto recipe, they started bringing us bunches of basil from their gardens. Apparently the word has gotten out, because this is the third "surprise" bunch that has appeared in our hands in recent weeks.
Thanks to Janet and Paul and Julia for each of the batches. Wahoo!
Goodness me.
I only thought I was clueless. Which rock was I sleeping under to not "get" this perspective about the Generation Y population, before now? It's a different world for us all, now.
Perhaps it is odd to feel the most sadness that she can no longer talk, here in these very last of her days.
There is so much to feel sad about, yet grace and time have allowed us to accustom ourselves to each loss as it has happened over the last few years. Her gradual loss of vitality, then her loss of mobility bit at a time, and then in the last years the loss of her mental acuity. This dementia seemed to come with either Parkinsons, or all the pain medication that is required to manage the effect of the falls, we were never sure. Read more »
HER DIARY
You might not think a few 4th -8th grade girls would make a blog worthy moment, not unless you saw it anyway. Read more »
