Hopefully if you're reading this post, you're picking up where I left off with my last one, A Photo Story featuring The Secretary.
If not, you're not missing any background story, except for knowing who "the secretary" is. While I was writing for the Finish the Sentence Friday prompt, I dug up a bit of history by asking my mom a question. By the time I got to "The Secretary" in my post - I had another story to tell. Read More
I have a whole photo album of pictures I stole from home after I got married and my husband and I were moving out of the country. I can always remember how old I was by looking at my hair. This picture was taken on Christmas morning 1984. I was in the 9th grade and had just turned fourteen...
Remember my post a couple weeks (2 posts ago) about being vain? As you see I have no problem sharing this photo. There seems to be a difference in sharing a photo that you tried really hard to look good for and one that took no effort at all. 'Sup with that? Anyhoo... Let's talk eyebrows... Read More
I'm not a beach person per se, but I do love the look, the smell and the sound of the ocean.
I grew up just a few short hours from Myrtle Beach and Charleston, South Carolina. My family would go to the beach at least once during the summer for a day trip or a weekend and I was always in awe of the ocean. Read More
This post took more than five minutes with all the bells and whistles ("pictures", bold, italics and spellcheck). But t his was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post on being vain. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Read More
Behind the scenes of what looks beautiful but isn't very pretty. If I had known just five things, I wouldn't have said "yes" to being the mom of a fish tank and you'd never know my story... Read More
I'm squeezing in a stream of consciousness post before my day gets hopping.
Oh it's already been hopping.
that story... Read More
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