California, Day 3: Yosemite National Park
Day three? We’ve only been here three days? I can’t believe everything we’ve done in such a short amount of time. This morning, Dianna work us up to homemade biscuits, bacon and fresh-squeezed orange juice before we headed to church with her this morning. We went and grabbed lunch at some Mexican place, then to the grocery store to stock up on lunch food for the next few days...
California, Day 2: Monterey
I don’t think we’ve wasted any time on this trip at all so far, and that, to me, is a good thing. We got started on the road at about 8:30 this morning and drove CA-1 down the Pacific Coast. Apparently it was once an old wagon road that they paved. It was a beautiful, scenic drive down to Monterey Bay. We stopped along the way and saw this lighthouse, which I thought was pretty cool...
California, Day 1: Pacifica
So we’ve had a 26-hour day today. Donna, Laura and I left Jackson at 8:30 this morning and headed to Nashville to catch our flight to Oakland. After five hours on an airplane, we drove to the Twin Towers in San Francisco where it is colder and MUCH more windy than we expected it to be. It was beautiful to be able to look out over the entire city, even though we were too cold to stay there...
Completion everyone should know
In eight hours, I’ll get in my car and be on my way to the Nashville airport to go to San Francisco for a week, thanks to an awesome birthday present from my in-laws (they bought my plane ticket). I land in Nashville at the end of the week and connect a flight to take me to Hilton Head, S.C., for an auction I’m working. I’m excited about both trips, but that leaves me going a...
Between using the Kobe/LeBron puppets as anchors...
Seventy two years ago today the Golden Gate Bridge...
Is there anything worse than being totally exhausted and then realizing you haven’t put the sheets on the bed yet?
I've been working on making business cards for...
Conditions for creativity are to be puzzled; to concentrate; to accept conflict...– Erich Fromm
Get Out! Raise you voice →
My first freelance story in The Jackson Sun
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I’ve made a few changes to my Tumblr page tonight, so please allow me to take you on a brief tour of how things work now. First of all, you’ll notice a set of links to the left-hand side of the page. Naturally, you can find out a little bit more about me under the “About Me” section. You can read about what Project One is by clicking on that link, and that’s where...
The advantage of a bad memory is that one can enjoy the same good things for the...– Friedrich Nietzsche This reminded me of Memaw. :)
The creative act lasts but a brief moment, a lightning instant of give-and-take,...– Henri Cartier-Bresson
You’ll never leave where you are until you decide where you’d rather...
For some reason, whenever my brother gets on I-20...
Ma (on the phone with Pa): Dad wants to go to lunch.
Pa: Anywhere you want.
Pa: Go for it.
Me: Dad's actually going to go to Tewanas?! (He refuses to eat there because he thinks it's "fru fru")
Pa: I said go for it. I didn't say I was going with you.
Ma: I have GOT to lose weight. I hate muffin tops.
Me: Then get some discipline and do it!
Ma: But I like muffins.
Ma: So how does it feel to be 80?
Grandaddy: I'm relieved. I didn't want my obituary to say I only made it to 79.
Grandaddy's 80th Birthday →
My grandfather turned 80 today, and, being the weirdo I am, I thought we should have a few family pictures for the occasion.
Hard times build determination & strength. Through them we can also come to...– Dalai Lama
30 things I learned from my mom
With Mother’s Day on the brain, I’ve made a short list of things I’ve learned from my Ma over the years. Hiding a rubber chicken from your husband improves your relationship. When stress strikes, find a way to laugh. Neosporin cures everything. When you don’t have your childhood documented in pictures like so many other people seem to, re-living all the memories...
I smile because you’re my daughter. I laugh because there’s nothing...– A poster Ma gave me several years ago. And, as much as I hate to admit it, it’s true: I am my mother’s daughter.
The imagination that exists in Dean Koontz's head...
On another [completely unrelated] note, a cat just came in our house, and he looked just like my cat… until I looked to my right and realized that Temp was four inches away from me, growling. Also, tonight’s episode of Ace of Cakes was absolutely perfect. You should watch it, especially if you’re a LOST fan.
Things I must have in a city if I ever leave this town: 3G Publix Chipotle Mountains within a short drive would be nice I see this list growing rapidly.
My king-sized pirate ship, circa 1995
When I was a little, my parents splurged. They bought a playset and set it up in the back yard for my brother and me. It was awesome; it had the works: a swing set, a slide, a sandbox/litterbox for the cats, everything, even a plastic steering wheel so that we could drive our blue-tarp-covered fort across the back yard, or, something like that. Then, in October 1995, when I was 10 year old,...
Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes.