Just Like Her

I sit here, my sixth time being celebrated as a mother, and cannot help but reflect on my own mother and all that she’s done for me, taught me, showed me and sacrificed for me.  She’s kind, beautiful, driven, creative, smart, stylish, so-Southern and, most of all, loves her girls with all her being.  And I want to be just. like. her.  Just like my own mom.  She’s the best in every sense of the word.

When she was a little girl in her first ballet recital she surely never dreamed she’d have two ballerinas of her own.

Or as she played with the dolls and donned the party dresses her daddy took her shopping for, she likely had not an inkling that she’d one day have a house full of dolls and closets bursting at the seams with party dresses.
Spending lazy afternoons down at Tybee with her own mother, she wouldn’t have believed that she’d come back decades later with her two girls and three crazy grandsons in tow.
And as she always made a point of being perfectly attired from head to toe, she certainly never thought she’d have two more to outfit.
Yet, it was clearly the role she was born to do!

Happy Mother’s Day, Marme.  I love you so much!

Now, I must go tend to the littles that made me a mother myself.  Don’t you just adore Mother’s Day!

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Zac Brown Band

Decked out in pink cowboy boots and jeans that fit just right, we spent the evening standing in our seats, singing at the top of our lungs, sometimes screaming like teenagers, and just overall immensely enjoying the fantastic tunes and incredible live show of the Southern grown Zac Brown Band.  With the top down on… Read More

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Manual Mode

This past weekend, Sister and I, armed with our DSLR Nikons (that have never seen a mode outside of automatic) spent our entire Sunday afternoon at the Click Workshops Intro to Photography class. I met the brain behind the operation, Jody of Jody Lynn Photography, in a chat room back when I was pregnant with… Read More

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While our Cinco de Mayo celebrations have certainly tamed down since the college bestie C’s birthday combo Rio Grande days of yore (remember that, gals?), we still make a point to always enjoy a little Mexican fare every May fifth.  And we definitely wash it down with a ‘gita or three. After Tuesday’s escapades, today… Read More

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When It Rains It Pours

It started at the dentist office having two cavities filled. I brush, floss, use a rinse and get them cleaned every six months.  Religiously.  Yet, I seriously must have the worst teeth on the planet.  And I’d rather go to any other doctor for any other reason than to see the dentist. Back home, I… Read More

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Camp Dance

Remember when… Prime real estate meant getting the top bunk? Bug repellent was the preferred scent? The DJ was also the water ski instructor? Tevas and Umbros were considered high fashion?  (actually, I don’t recall such a day and age) A hand written letter was the only form of outside communication? This past weekend we… Read More

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