At awards ceremonies for sports or what-not, usually you see parents clapping wildly. I think they aren't clapping out of joy for their children's accomplishments, but more than that they are clapping because it is one less activity they have to drive to. Or maybe that's just me.
I'm worried about the bees. Not my bees, just bees in general. Mine are usually in my bonnet. They pollinate this nation's crops and I keep reading they are dying all over the place. I'm guessing it is all the pesticides that are used. No matter. I hope they figure it out soon.
Are you a cold-pizza breakfast eater? I'm not. Just the thought of eating something non-breakfasty in the morning almost makes me want to dry heave.
I think gardening is just another term for "pulling weeds".
Yes, I've spent a lot of time this week in the flower beds. It is amazing the length of roots that grass has under the surface. Believe me, I know. Hidden things can be very far reaching. For good or for bad.
When I see a car on the road that seems familiar, I don't look at the person driving. I look at the license plate because I kinda have most of them memorized of my friends. Weird I know. Works great at night too!
I love auto-correct on my phone. Sometimes I wish my mouth had it. You know when you start speaking and it isn't coming out quite right. Wouldn't it be nice if something just took over and made it look like a legit thought or sentence?
Saw some little thoughts on-line this week I liked.
It is during the worst storms in your life that you will get to see the true colors of the people who say they care for you.
There are no perfect parents and there are no perfect children. But there are plenty of perfect moments along the way.
Expectation is the root of all heartache.
When all is said and done, we're all just walking each other home.
And finally, here's what was on my camera roll on my phone.
Happy weekend to you!