Happy 70th!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We are humbly and truly grateful to celebrate this birthday boy

 

 

Pausing to thrive

Enjoying being able to speak at our church's women's conference and lead a Zumba session for fun

Laughing at the "church appropriate dance moves" video. Perhaps I should review this before the next church zumba session?

 

https://vimeo.com/107476647

 

Petits Bonheurs

Life is made of little happinesses

Seeing snowflakes stuck to my coat with six clearly defined points (not so common in South Carolina)

Marveling at God's endless creativity

What have you seen today?

 

Colonial Williamsburg, revisited

I have always loved old things. My Grandmother noticed this when I was young and remarked that she never cared for antiques until she was older. When I was thirteen, I traveled with my family to Colonial Williamsburg on vacation. I remember being drawn to people dressed in period costume, smiths at their crafts, English wildflower gardens, and eating dinner off of pewter plates. Chaperoning a field trip with my own daughter 30 years later, I was curious to see what things stood out this time.

Architectural details

Learning to "put your best foot forward" in a colonial ballroom, guys showing off their calf muscles, and girls extending a "courtesy" (curtsey) bow.

Who needs a wig when you are blessed with this much curly hair?

Walking the line as a chaperone parent of checking in with your kid, but not cramping her style

Wondering if the kids will remember anything but the snowball fights

 

Being impressed with the amount of contingency planning that goes into SNOWmageddon field trips. Full confidence in our trusty bus drivers.

Learning some skills inbetween the formal educational activities

Hey you guys! "There's an app for that" that shows you the decibels your teenage merrimaking is making in the hotel lobby. Techie chaperone moms, unite!

Technology now, technology then

My Dad and Grandparents in the 1940s visiting CBS radio

Visiting the chapel on the battleship Wisconsin in Norfolk. Imagining what wartime would have been like on this very crowded ship. Wondering what my grandfather saw and experienced in the Navy.

Realizing why I thought the "fancy an ice cream" signs in the shop windows of Ireland were defibrillators.