Random

Brother went back to Seattle, but not before I got these sweet shots of his jean on jean on jeanness. 

  

The Stepdad was ordained this past weekend as a Chaplain. After serving as a "Full-Bird" Colonel in the US Marines, he is now retiring his badges and serving the Lord, praying over and with those who are in their darkest hours. His service was a sweet one. 

Also spent several days this week "over the bridge" (at the beach, visiting a gf who just had a sweet baby, and then today in Downtown, ST Pete). My gas tank/wallet hates me. But it's just so nice on the other side.....

Beautiful Banyan Tree 

USF ST PETE Campus:
( I had a class on this campus during my last year at USF. I sat by the window and watched the students in the sailing classes play out on their boats in the water and daydreamed about one day taking this class as well. I  don't think I listened at all in the education class I was in that year, but I still managed an A; Imma genius. Sailing classes are still on my "to do one day" list. Dad, if you're reading this, it's only one class, to be enrolled for me in the Spring. You have not because you ask not...so....hope you hear what I'm asking....call me I love you k bye).

The Hooker Tea Company:
 (The two missing containers on the shelf are due to my order of two different blended together/brewed leaves, ova ice. Igetwhadiwant).

Day on the Farm

Today was hot. I'm pretty sure that I drank double my body weight in water, as did my kid. I don't even want to discuss how many outfits were laundered today due to over-peeing (the kid....), dirt, and sweat. Nonetheless, sweet little day was spent on a friend's farm.

A wheel, his favorite thing, that swings. I am determined now to have one of these in our future backyard, as it made my boy smile and hush. And when I say I, I mean Scott-make us one.

'Eat this Horse, but come to us. We're wimps." 

Um...yea, Scott-I'd also like half a dozen of these Toddler holding square things built in our backyard as well....

Florida

My favorite place is anywhere that is surrounded by an Ocean. If I can hear waves, float and swim until I resemble a (beautiful, non elderly) prune, and breathe in salty air, then all is well in my book. The ocean is where I go to find peace, to rest, and it's where I often feel God the most. Looking out over what I consider to be His greatest piece of work, I'm reminded how small I really am, and how big He truly is. Here is where my son and I (and my husband when he is off of work) spend a lot of our days.

Water baby, just like his Mom.

I don't understand how anyone could hate Florida. It's beautiful.