This is my husband's "Man's Room." Man Cave or whatever you want to call it. This is our cat. We adopted him from a rescue 9 years ago. He's a Maine Coon mix named Columbus. I'm pretty sure this photo answers the above question.
Well do you? Don't get me wrong, I'm not advocating that all of you wake up tomorrow and remove the filters that keep you from getting whacked up side your heads but when the chips are down and the oportunity presents itself to just open your mouth and say what's on your mind, do you … Continue reading Typical Midnight Inspiration: Do You Speak Your Mind?
Most of these were taken at Fort McHenry in Baltimore, MD and a couple just around the house.
My oldest granddaughter, Esme and I had the best time last night, even though all she wanted to do was play the Jake and the Neverland Pirates app on my iPad. I was fine with that because it reminds me of Mario Brothers. She handed me the iPad and said, "Here MomMom, I downloaded this … Continue reading Tuesday Evenings With Esme – Did You See The Full #Moon?
I often speak about my granddaughters. How can I help it? They are my three little princesses, and my husband and I worship the ground their little princess piggies walk on. As much as I love the time I spend with them, I believe there is a very special bond between grandfathers and granddaughters. I went … Continue reading A Post Dedicated to Grandfathers of Princesses
I suppose I still need to learn this...
My oldest granddaughter and as she describes it, my best friend, (TRUE) Esme, beat me tonight at Frozen Trouble. She's four. She's brilliant. Goodnight my friends.
No explanation needed.
This has been one hell of a week. Sick, doctor appointments, x-rays, mammogram, barely any sleep, torrential rains and flooding, and worrying about having everything I need together for my PubSlush campaign. Then this morning my husband called my work line...he never calls my work line unless it's an emergency. I had my cell phone … Continue reading My Face When I Saw My New Book Cover Today!
My Mom used to say, "When a guy's sick he don't feel good." She would say it in the cutest voice. She would say it to any of us who weren't feeling well, as she sweetly wiped our hair away from our brow and administered her one of a kind healing powers. Chicken soup, hot … Continue reading Did You Miss Me or Did You Not Notice I Was Missing? 😉