Shoot Me Now

It started last weekend at the beach house.  The literal “beginning of the end” for my son.  It had to happen to ONE of my kids, considering my own addiction.  It began with my mother and son’s simple errand run.  A trip to Ace Hardware and then a quick stop at Corolla Dunkin Don...

What better way to share my mother's day weekend than in pictures. Don't worry, Jaws is back in the water. My son's shark is back as well.  This baby's eyes were beautiful. Black KOW. Story to follow. Pelicans! Currituck BBQ.  Home of the most amazing sweet...

Yup, I'm thinking fake plastic animals don't scare away geese.  Just a wild guess?...

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I can’t tell you how many times I thought his name meant something beyond my own comprehension. After all, he was named after a Greek god, wasn’t he?  Some great figure, comparable to Zeus or Poseidon. The word just rolls off your tongue in an elegant fashion…. Say it with me…. N...

I took picture after picture this weekend with my modest little camera.  Trees bent from the ocean’s strong winds… unsuspecting critters… and even a pile of scat or two.  (I will spare you, but I SWEAR I found coyote scat rather than the typical fox scat!  And yes, I took a pictur...

If a blogger misses her regular postings, can you hear her poop in the woods when she falls down?  I don’t know, something like that. Rather than give you a clever story or embarrassing moment, I’m just going to tell you where I’ve been!  Jail?  Nope.  Hospital?  Nah.  Life ...

Indeed, my son is finally on his own.  For the summer, at least.  This past weekend I was overjoyed to see him for TWO WHOLE DAYS, and had to chuckle at the few telltale signs that he indeed, was living on his own. You know me… I have evidence! At Grandma's beach house, betwe...

The moment they are born, you hold them close.  Only to slowly let them go.  After all, a mother’s job is to raise her children to leave her.  The ultimate sacrifice. These last two weeks I've been quiet online.   However, my life has been anything but that.  The time I’ve been ...

Yes, REALLY. Now, I love bacon.  And I love the smell of bacon.  However, notice the line, "with authentic Yankee fragrance."  It should actually say, "with authentic NASTY Yankee fragrance."  Somehow, the smell of hot pork emanating from a candle in the living room just doesn't wor...

“Mom, do I look cute?” my daughter asked as she studied herself in the full-length mirror.  “Yes, you do look cute.  But honey, it really won’t matter how you look.  We will be in a building full of nothing but nerdy women.” (Turns out… I was wrong!) Soon after, we were on...

“Mom?  Can we get some duct tape?  Everyone is making things out of duct tape.  Flowers… bows… all kinds of stuff.” And so it began.  A trip to Home Depot.  To Target.  And to Lowes. Sadly, we could not find camo duct tape.  But we will keep looking.  What we DID find w...