In the meantime suffice it to say that Beth Gump has been invited to be a member, WHY she has been invited is one of the great mysteries of her life....HOW she can pretend to fit in, may be another.
I hope this young woman hangs around for a long time. She makes my boy a better person (which is saying a lot since I already think the kid is the shit).
I pass this sign every day on my way to work. It used to identify a busy, bustling with life hospital which is no more...a victim of this crappy economy.
The parking lot, long untended is getting weed filled and littered with bits of trash.
But the sign gives me a feeling of hope and optimism.
GOD BLESS AMERICA....a surprising, unexpected, beautiful message in a dreary cold moment in time.
Kind of like a rose in December.
2. Yoga pants look good on everyone.
3. The family curse of "no butt" aka "pancake ass" has (thankfully) passed Googie by.
4. It's a sin to burn perfectly good clothing.
(Disclaimer...Googie does have back. This is how she looks every week when she's bringing her sleeping quarters up to white glove perfect.)
A few short weeks from now I will be perfectly fine sitting in a stuffy high school gym high in the bleachers watching as my last baby walks across a decorated stage and accepts his diploma.
I won't tear up or embarrass anybody by crying my heart out. Big, gulping, body racking sobs won't cause those around me to squirm (or Daddio to threaten to pop me one in the nose), no I won't do that ...at least not out loud I won't.
Photo by Kathleen Foulkrod of Heartstrings Photography
I know I mentioned something in the title of this post about a damn good coffee cake...not only did I leave the recipe at work, but I'm sitting here over my keyboard with leaking eyes and a boogery nose soooo I must excuse myself quick like and find some Kleenex.
Please, come tomorrow back for that recipe and a virtual bite.
And have yourself a merry little Monday....(i really really hate mondays).