I’m not kiddin’ y’all, I TOTALLY blew it. sigh But the awesome thing is ~~ there’s still a winner! Here’s how it all came down: I was just generally rushing around helping out with marching band and preparing to be off work to visit the “happiest place on earth” and letting Saturday hand me a…
So exactly three weeks ago at this very moment, well, at this very moment if you are reading this at 9 a.m. on Wednesday… we were riding the ferry across the moat to the Magic Kingdom in Disney World. Standing imposingly in the distance, the magnificent castle seemed to harken, “Come hither, come hither, dear…
The room sizzled with awkward beauty attributed to pre-teenage girls. Chatter bounced from one to the other about boys and who’s dating and clothes and half-up-half-down-hairstyles and whether “so and so’s” “winged eyeliner” was on. point. Keeping myself right smack dab in the middle of the dream-filled youthful conversation, I said, “Always remember, no matter what,…
“Fresh cart. Fresh cart.”, the Goodwill employee, muttered. Without a hint of excitement or drama in his voice he pushed the large 3 shelved metal cart, bulging and heaped with thrifty possibility, to a stand-still. Clicking the stop latches, on the rolling casters, into place with the tip of his black shoe, he sauntered away…
Ooohh!! I was mad. “Hoppin’ mad… mad. as. a. hornet”, they say. I wonder if I should have taken to twitter… created a twitter storm, or called the local TV station? Posted on Instagram maybe? OR…here’s a great one…a facebook rant! Or should I have dug an aluminum baseball bat from the back of the…
I quickly glanced at the text I had just received on my phone. It appeared that one of my sisters who lives right on the “tippy-slopey-slippery-sandy” edge of the Southeast Florida coast was going to be slammed and upheaved and flooded and swept away like a red and white plastic bobber on a 25lb fishing…
So Close To Amazing ! And a giveaway
My heart twisted within my chest. I wanted to groan, but I think all I could muster was a faint audible gasp. I wanted to cry, I deemed the situation totally appropriate for tears, capable of flooding my face and several tissues, but none came. I’m not sure there are tears…anymore, not anymore. Last night…
How many times have you felt so close to amazing? Like your hair was just almost perfect Or your clothes were fitting just a little looser Or the house was basically clean Or your To Do list was all checked off… even the things on the list that you added just so you could “check…
When Saturday hands you a pink lemonade and grape snow cone with a red “Dubble Bubble” gum ball perched solidly on top… What’s a girl to do? Well you do what any self-respecting girl would do and take two white plastic spoons and four paper napkins (or 16) from the condiment shelf on the snow…