That Girl

If you were in my neck of the woods on Wednesday, you might have observed the following: After her own car broke down, a mother behind the wheel of a stick shift sedan (generously on loan from Uncle C) for the first time in fifteen years, lurching around corners, rolling down hills and stalling at traffic lights. … 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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City Market

With Honey gallivanting around Vegas for a week, I packed up the littles and scooted down South to Savannah to visit Mother and Daddy-O.  With delightful spring breezes and brilliant skies, we had a primo first afternoon traipsing around City Market. This four-block area of shops, restaurants, entertainment and remarkable people watching has been the social… Read More

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Two Wheelin’

It seems like just days ago that the PCP was tooling around the house on the Diego ride-along that Mimi and Ampa gifted him for his first birthday. Before too long he had graduated from four wheels to three, favoring the classic red tricycle that Mimi and Ampa gifted him for his second birthday (are… Read More

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Bee Boots

For years I thought the PCP’s affinity for his bee rain boots was an outlandish attraction unique to my free spirited and ever so strong willed first born.  He faithfully donned the darned things day after day, rain or shine, for all sorts of goings-ons. From trying out his new camp chair in the master… Read More

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