haha! I ended up with stitches once when my brother and I both raced to the big wood console tv -- both wanting a different channel. I tripped and ripped my flesh. 😂
...and sometimes the Universe rewards the fanboys of the doers! 🤔 I say that in all sincerity.
Watching Nia experiment with new ways of being, with the corners of her mouth upturned. Somehow I always pictured Nia with lips in a straight line no matter what!
A tree branch filled with cotton candy! Frozen variety. Yum. Could one acquire brain-freeze from indulging in same?
Cal slipping into her mittens transported me to Julie Andrews singing, “These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things.”
Tal will always be Tal. The life of the party. And nary a wrinkle will ever grace her brow! “Life’s too short,” some might say. Still applicable to Muses whose lives span centuries.
Now off to explore this day. And remember, Spring Forward in the dark of Sunday morning. Just be careful where you land! ⛹🏼🤾🏼♀️ Well, it is NCAA round ball playoff season. 🤷🏽
Sign: “When I was your age, I had to walk 10 feet through shag carpeting just to change the channel!” 😁
(only “snow” related quip — kinda — I could find)
haha! I ended up with stitches once when my brother and I both raced to the big wood console tv -- both wanting a different channel. I tripped and ripped my flesh. 😂
Now that is a competitive spirit!
And I have the scar to prove it!
You’re a real, tuff cookie
With a long history.
For breaking little hearts
Like the one in me.... 😬
Gender roles are interchangeable in this song. 🤔
My brother is eight years older than me... and this happened at a time before I had any lipstick cases to put notches in. 😂
...and sometimes the Universe rewards the fanboys of the doers! 🤔 I say that in all sincerity.
Watching Nia experiment with new ways of being, with the corners of her mouth upturned. Somehow I always pictured Nia with lips in a straight line no matter what!
A tree branch filled with cotton candy! Frozen variety. Yum. Could one acquire brain-freeze from indulging in same?
Cal slipping into her mittens transported me to Julie Andrews singing, “These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things.”
Tal will always be Tal. The life of the party. And nary a wrinkle will ever grace her brow! “Life’s too short,” some might say. Still applicable to Muses whose lives span centuries.
Now off to explore this day. And remember, Spring Forward in the dark of Sunday morning. Just be careful where you land! ⛹🏼🤾🏼♀️ Well, it is NCAA round ball playoff season. 🤷🏽
Raindrops on roses... and whiskers on kittens
The snow seems to be melting almost as fast as it fell. 🎉