A Baseball Named Karma

Last Thursday, my son’s summer baseball season ended with a great big championship game win and a story for you, my dear readers. Back when Jameson’s baseball season started, I noticed one of the other mothers sitting by herself during one of the practices.  Her lawn chair was parked away from all of the other parents and she seemed … More A Baseball Named Karma

Life, Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old

Anyone who lives with a 6-year old knows that life can be very… entertaining. Every day, I happen upon the strangest things.  Sometimes I can put two and two together and figure out Mackenzie’s thought processes.  Other times, these discoveries take a little explanation. The following photos and phrases were captured in the span of a week. 1.) I was … More Life, Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old

Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2

Isn’t that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend’s 40th birthday.  It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past.  After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my … More Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2

My 1st Drill After Retirement: Poopapalooza & Other Fun Happenings

A good friend of mine often comments, after reading some of my stories, “Care,” (that’s what he calls me) “Care, your family should be a freaking sitcom.”  I always laugh it off, but this morning?  Let me tell you, this morning would have made one hell of a hilarious episode.  Not so much for the actors, but seriously, … More My 1st Drill After Retirement: Poopapalooza & Other Fun Happenings

I Don’t Like The Sloth

We haven’t encountered a ‘Jameson-ism’ in quite some time.  For those who aren’t familiar with the term, my 10-year old son has a way with committing the most hilarious word faux pas.  It’s been a while, but the boy produced a doozy tonight! I served fish tacos for dinner this evening: spinach tortillas stuffed with blackened tilapia, cilantro … More I Don’t Like The Sloth

The Love Gift

I hadn’t intended on making “love gifts” for my children this year; I think someone else had a hand in that.  The love gift was always a special “tradition” solely shared between my mother and grandfather, before he passed away…. The tradition of the love gift began between my father and myself one Christmas many years ago, when my … More The Love Gift