Summer Dazzle

My neighbor Kate who is five gave me a pedicure yesterday.  It makes me smile.  I think it’ll last for the rest of the summer.


I grew up in Southern California.  We lived in a development of homes that cut off at an orange orchard.  We would sit at the edge of the orchard and eat oranges fresh off the trees.  It was always so hot so they were so refreshing.  After eating three or four we would be a mess.  Orange juice had dripped everywhere.  The orange drippings made the best fragrance on our skin.  I’ve always loved the smell of oranges it bring back memories of a care free time in my life.


Pillowcases and the Munsters

Halloween makes me think of pillowcases.  When I was young I never thought night would EVER come.  I needed it dark so I could run house to house and get as much candy as possible in my pillowcase.  My favorite was anything chocolate.  If someone handed out big bars I knew I arrived at the riches house ever.  Dimes were weird, pencils were the weirdest, and apples were down right creepy.  So after we sorted out the weird and threw away the creepy I would sit with my neighbors and we would make trades for our favorite candy.  Now I’m an adult and I make sure to buy BIG bars.  I love to see the joy when kids and adults get to pick  a big bar out of the tub.  Happy Halloween!


Dropping our Son off at College


Yesterday was a BIG day for our family.  Off we went with a car load of stuff to drop our son off at college.  My husband was a nervous wreck.  He kept talking ALOT.  I just kept chanting “I will see him next Sunday” in my head.  We still need to drop off more stuff.  So here we went walking up and down the hill, unloading stuff, having lunch, picking up books and urging our son to sign up for vocal jazz or any club so he is part of something.  We walked all over campus really just filling our time so we didn’t have to leave.  Cam had a mandatory meeting at 4:45pm so leaving was inevitable.  We took a few selfies, I told my son “Mama is always home” and walked away.  I held it together but really had to keep talking to myself.  Then here comes my husband.  He was a wreck!  It was like serious role reversal!  Down the hill we walked to our car as we left our son on the top of the hill.  Now our helicopters are off and we hope our son takes the steps for a peaceful, happy life, with the ability to take care of himself.