I struggled finding a little thing, today. Today was one of those days you imagine happens to other people. There is no other way to describe it other than tragic and oh, so sad. I almost didn't post. Even now, I feel guilty posting. But, I made a pledge to acknowledge the little things that … Continue reading Day #7 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: The power of two arms
Author: MermaidofthePlains
Day #6 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: More than just air guitar
My brother sent me his three-year-old son’s first music video. Less than two minutes in length, the video captures the little dude wildly strumming and twirling a green broom, while singing three words over and over, “Sing my song, sing my song, sing my song.” While the lyrics could use some work, he utilizes his … Continue reading Day #6 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: More than just air guitar
Day #5 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: Crock Pots
I love crock pots. One of the best feelings in the world comes at 4:00 pm when you think, "Oh, what am I going to cook for dinner...wait, the crock pot has been cooking for me all day!" Or, like today. Exhausted from the festivities of our chili cook off, I was straining my brain … Continue reading Day #5 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: Crock Pots
Day #4 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: Have tent/camper/bus will travel
I didn't get to post on day #4 because of the annual chili cook off we volunteer, participate, and thoroughly enjoy. It is held on private property and all monies raised go to the Give Me a Chance to Play organization It is one of the best days in fall, largely due to the cause, the … Continue reading Day #4 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: Have tent/camper/bus will travel
Day #3 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: It could be worse
I thought I would be posting photos from the Annual WSU SASO Ice Cream Social, an event my father and I truly look forward to each fall. This event is for season ticket holders and donors to the Shocker Athletic Scholarship Organization (SASO) and is one of the few times fans mingle directly with the student … Continue reading Day #3 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: It could be worse
Day #2 of Wildly Exciting Little Things: Windows are Rolled Down
After the rain, a cool front moved through the state. I drove home with the windows down and I came home to open windows. I love the feel of the breeze through the window as I sit and type these words. I love the distinct sounds of the neighborhood, no longer muffled by the windowpane. … Continue reading Day #2 of Wildly Exciting Little Things: Windows are Rolled Down
Day #1 of Wildly Exciting Little Things: All a Gal Needs
Ironically, today was not about the little things. Something very major greeted us this first day of October. My niece had surgery this afternoon to correct a moderate cleft palate. She is just weeks from her first birthday. All went well, she is resting in the arms of her mother, our entire family has exhaled, … Continue reading Day #1 of Wildly Exciting Little Things: All a Gal Needs
Recognizing the Little Things
“I still get wildly excited about the little things…I play with leaves, I skip down the street and run against the wind.” Leo Buscaglia The little things. Maybe it has come with age, but I’ve become more aware and appreciative of the little things in a day. Sometimes, it can be the smallest of things … Continue reading Recognizing the Little Things
Is This Seat Taken?
I cannot remember the last time I flew on a commercial flight. Yes, we flew to Atlanta for the 2013 Final Four, but that was a chartered plane filled with Shocker fans and while we had to go through security, we were all so high on the tournament ride I couldn’t tell you if I … Continue reading Is This Seat Taken?
The Matriarch(s)
My family is my foundation, my rock, my catalyst, my comfort, my soul. I have been blessed with amazing parents, who not only provided (and continue to provide) unconditional love and guidance for me, my sister and brother, they have proven to be role models to many, from cousins to neighborhood children. A few years … Continue reading The Matriarch(s)