Linda and I having fun together!
Christina and I sharing our love of yarn at TNNA (The National NeedleArts Association) convention.
Wayne and I had a fabulous day yesterday. After church and lunch we spent an hour pool walking. We turned the music up, full blast, and walked around the pool. When a particularly good song played I couldn’t help but to break into a dance. Anyone watching me might have suspected I was drowning as I tossed my hands into the air, swiveling my hips and slashing around. Wayne simply walked. He's too cool to get caught making a fool of himself. We laughed and chattered, talking about our travel plans this summer (a road trip), and then sat outside and read together. As we got ready for bed last night, I couldn't help thinking how fortunate I am to have my husband be my best friend.
Yesterday when I woke I remembered that it was my mother's birthday. It's hard to believe that it's been nine years since she died. I was blessed to have a good mother. I learned a lot about life from my mother; we all do, I suppose. Mom was a beautiful woman who took pride in her appearance. I don't think she weighed more than a hundred and ten pounds in her entire life. I recently read a ditty that said: Mirror, mirror on the wall, I am my mother after all. I smiled when I saw that and thought, “I should be so lucky.”
My beautiful mother with my father.