Play Time

Remember when you were little and you loved to play dress up and be someone fantastic?

Remember how you would be a grown up mom or lady going to the ball or the princess or the cowboy or the knight in shining armor?

When you had those costumes on you could be anyone you wanted and do things no one else could do.

Slay dragons, ride the fastest horse, fly high in the sky. That cape you wore flew out behind you as you ran faster than a speeding bullet and nothing, no nothing could stop you.

Tea parties with the fancy china, delicious flower tea and mud pies for dessert.
Those were the days, yes oh yes, those were the days.

If at first........

While at my son's house awhile back my daughter-in-law decided to make a lemon tart.
She followed the directions exactly and I helped her juice the fresh lemons and the smell was so delicious that my mouth watered and the kids all gathered round to see what was going on.
Shawna used a spring form pan because she didn't have a tart dish and when she took the finished product out of the oven and turned to place it on the counter that pan and the tart came apart and fell upside down on the floor.


Now we could have cried and Shawna did get mad for a little while, but what we couldn't resist was the enticing smell of the lemon and the buttery crust, so we sat on the floor and picked tiny, non-floor touching pieces of the tart up and ate until there were only pieces touching the floor. It was DELICIOUS!

Most people would have said "That's it, never again!", but not Shawna. She is not a quitter.

A couple of mornings later I woke up and when I arrived in the kitchen there was Shawna making another lemon tart. This time in a ceramic dish that was perfect for the recipe.
It turned out perfect and we all sampled the finished product.
Super yummy and even better this time without the threat of floor flavoring.

So many times we give up when life doesn't go the way we want. We rant and rave at the mistakes we have made and decide to go a different direction. Instead we should step back, gather our emotions, think things through and try again correcting our mistakes from the first time and maybe go a little slower and more methodically until we reach the desired result and are even more satisfied than we thought we might be because of the struggle.
Lesson to learn.......when life gives you lemons MAKE A TART!

Painted Toe Nails

When I was a teenager, I used to spend a lot of time growing, filing and painting my finger and toe nails. The only colors in those days were clear, pink tinted clear, pink and bright red. I was only allowed to wear clear or pink.
I took great pride in having beautifully long shapely fingernails and well groomed toes.
Then I married my sweet hubby and had children and between the two the nails went by the wayside. Short fingernails and no polish at all. Sweet hubby likes the natural look! Plus it took to much self-centered time.
After the kids were older, I was working in food service and fingernails were kept short and polish wouldn't have lasted a day!
Now that I am in my sixties and retired I have the time and could do my nails if I wanted, but sweet hubby would not approve.
Last weekend though I stayed with my grand-kids and daughter-in-law who talked me into letting her paint my toe nails and put flower stickers on them! My little 3 year old granddaughter did her nails too!
Suddenly I felt 30 years younger, glamorous, and sexy! Now I have narly old toes and hideous toenails but that bright red polish changed all that in an instant! Gone were the thick nails, in was the long slender foot!
It is now 5 days later and the polish is gone and my old lady feet are back, but for those 5 days I was a changed woman!
Thank you sweet daughter-in-law, thank you!

Memorial Weekend

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Funny Faces








Big Fishes








Crazy kids







Great Weekend!