A midwesterner moves to Mexico - Friendly Games of Dodge Ball
There was a time when I liked nothing more than Election years. I remember the emery boards and bumper stickers given out for free at the County fair.
There was a time when I liked nothing more than Election years. I remember the emery boards and bumper stickers given out for free at the County fair.
“Remember that day when you got me to school late and I missed lunch?” my four-year-old grandson asked me yesterday.
The New York Times ran an article last week about a new service that sets up kid friendly areas in various city restaurants for a day. Taking over a whole restaurant or setting aside a room and putting out a welcome mat for kids.
I’ve been trying to grow out my hair for 50 plus years.
I heard church bells as I was sitting outside last Sunday morning. It was a reminder of one of my favorite pictures that I’ve taken in Mexico.
I have the choice of taking several different routes when I walk to pick up my four-year-old grandson from preschool.
So maybe those glasses at Pier One aren’t overpriced after all.