Sweetieland

  Sunday mornings are a special time for our family.  Les, my husband wakes and cooks breakfast for all of us.  He carefully takes the time to listen to each child and cooks their choice “just so” as a special for each of them.  I am afforded the luxury of reading the paper and showering…

   I tend to be a smiler by nature.  Actually probably more by the example of  my mother Anne or her  mother Ruth.  The women in my family fervently believed that happiness is a choice, and the correct one to be made.  As I spent the holiday in Alabama I noticed over and over again…

Monday’s have a freshness about them other days do not in my world.  Holiday Mondays are a bit harder to get excited about, but then again, it is a quiet one, so much progress can be made on a current project.  The snow outside is still with me, and the children are still in Arkansas. …