The pollen is gone and the porch has been fluffed and readied for summer! The itty bitty shrubs we planted last year have knocked my socks off. I’ve finally had planting success…take that, black thumb! Would you believe I nearly dug up the hostas because I forgot I planted them and thought they were weeds… Read More
As cliche as it sounds, it seems like yesterday that we were loading up this little one for his first day of first grade! Yesterday ended a first place year in first grade and we rang in summer in style. The PCP was barraged by silly string as he exited the school bus and Mr.… Read More
Inspired by this darling idea, the PCP’s class presented Mrs. B with a book of High Fives for her end-of-year class gift at the Author’s Tea. It’s essentially a note pad of sweet thoughts from her students (aka “high fives”) with crisp $5 bills in between. I sent home letters and sent out emails… Read More
The PCP had his Author’s Tea at school earlier in the week. The kids serve punch and cookies and present to their parents the research projects they’ve been working on so very hard on these last few weeks. He wrote all about cougars (I know…I giggled at that too) and it just knocked my socks… Read More
It seems too often these days that the people of our great country are struck by unimaginable devastation and unspeakable loss. My heart is heavy with grief for all of those suffering and lost in Moore, Oklahoma, especially those mommies and daddies that sent their precious children off to school never to have them return… Read More
While my baseball prowess may be less than stellar (I just might have called home plate fourth base last week and can’t seem to remember to call them runs rather than points), one thing I can contribute is a festive team snack. My originally assigned game was a rain out so I was happy to… Read More
THIS GIVEAWAY IS NOW CLOSED. CONGRATS Gypsy Heart ON THE WIN!! There’s no denying that Southerners have a convicting, albeit perplexing to our friends above the Mason Dixon, love affair with grits. They are part of our past, our customs, our hospitality and our sheer Southern-ness. Many moons ago, Sister and I stumbled across Diane Pfeifer, accomplished… Read More