last sunday

All over South City and all throughout Forrest Park. Lovely day. This morning we are leaving to go to the cabin. I love the spring.

marriage is what brings us together, today.

This girl, sandwiched between tallness, is getting married. Can you see the excitement on her face? I can. Counting down to June 7. Corinne will be the gorgeous bride of the summer... you know... the one we all gaze upon and thinking, "dang gina".

something then nothing

Randomly I will think of something to write... 10 minutes pass and I've forgotten it all. I leave you with Caroline, sweetly waiting for anything and everything. She's special, don't 'cha think? Oh, and she almost caught baby rabbit on our walk today.

Today's Agenda

Caroline gets her shots at the Vet. We will, of course, walk there because it is so stinkin' beautiful outside.

Plan-tanning fun things for dear Corinne. Time's a ticking and this girl needs to get married!

Cleaning the house because it.is.filthy.

Grocery run? I'm not sure how long we can survive on hardened bread and sour milk- especially when milk isn't normally consumed by us.

Thank the Lord for this amazing day (and day off!).

scooterlicious

cubs or cards?

raised a cubbie, married a cardinal. what to do, what to do?

I chose and I think (all you St. Louisans read: know) I chose well.

I forwarded this blog to my father, the cubbie that raised me:

Continuing Proof that Good Triumphs Over Evil

Cards take two out of three from the Cubs (or as we call 'em in our house, "The Devil's Team").

And his response was this:

I don't believe you know what that means. How can you call the Cubs evil. That's like calling mom and apple pie evil. The Cubs carry the banner for everyone who has been on the short end of the success stick (failure). In spite of their lack of success they continue to 'bring em in to the house'; That incompetence can succeed. How many people can tell you how many World Series the Cardinals have won in the last 100 years? No one except the Cardinal nerd but everyone knows how many World Series the Cubs have one in that same period of time. How many cities can be held captive to a goat for 63 years while the former hapless Boston Redsocks overcame the curse of the great Bambino. Now there is a city that doesn't know how to hang on to the millstone on their collective necks. No, saying the Cubs are evil is like saying umpires do an excellent job. Both comments are so far from the truth that disclaimers are no longer needed because the obvious will come forth on its own. St. Louis has had to build new stadiums twice to entice fans to come to their games while the Cubs continue to play in the same stadium in the middle of a residential area with no parking and yet they come. The original phrase, " Build it and they will come" was meant for P.K. Wrigley when he first built Wrigley Field. What better fans are there than the "Bleacher Bums" in Wrigley where the tradition of throwing back onto the field an opponents home run. Many other stadiums now mimic that act of rebellion. The Cubs Evil? Greats like Roy Smalley, Harry Chiti, Sam Taylor, and many others have all contributed to the Cubs reign of incompetence with an effort bordering on malfeasance. Evil can't do that. It would be exposed for the fraud that it is. Only the St. Louis Cardinals, the home of that "evil" brew,the Budweiser could pull of such a perversion of the truth. Nay the Cubs are not Evil. Far from it. I suggest you go back to the originator of such deceit and remember that phrase "me thinks thy protesteth too much."


you have to appreciate that heart... that dedication. I do.

baking and cooking and the enemy keeping these two pastimes from being a part of our family

I discovered my problem- the issue that keeps our family from having hot and fresh meals each evening. Planning... partially. Going to the grocery store... entirely.

I hate that place- I absolutely detest the idea of driving my car to the store. Once I get there I'm great- I enjoy the thought process that takes place while there. I enjoy thinking through meals- main dish down to what kind of bread. I enjoy thinking through my lunches so I don't eat out each day. I just hate the process of getting to that point.

This is a positive development in the goal to having dinners each night. Not planned dinners. Dinners. The first step was purchasing a sweet magnetic pad where you plan each meal for the week. 8 months of having this on the fridge and maybe... maybe one page has been ripped off. Success? Not so much.

A woman's blog I read inspired me to bake a cake today with a raspberry topping. Lovely. Jordan loves it and I am pleased. My soon-to-be rotten bananas inspired banana bread. I used to make this often. Same recipe my whole family uses. I decided to branch out and discovered this recipe. The batter tasted fabulous so I expect great things from the finished product.

1 moped and 1 scooter later and we are on our way to a 2nd moped. Happy Anniversary to you... and me.

for the beauty of the earth

for the glory of the skies
for the love which from our birth
over and around us lies;
Lord of all, to thee we raise,
this our hymn of grateful praise.