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
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
It’s not a trip to Savannah until we’ve been to the beach and back. So we packed up the Jeep and made the short island hop over to Tybee. Mother and I lounged in chairs and soaked up the sun while keeping an eagle eye on the littles having the time of their lives frolicking… Read More
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
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
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
Sister, her mister and baby Bird are headed to Augusta for the Masters to watch a little golf, sip on Arnold Palmers, revel in the azaleas and dine on egg salad and pimento cheese. To an amateur like myself, it would be number one day on my list of days to go. It’s the fun… Read More