Maybe you only want to purchase ONE bracelet?

Mac will be participating in the economics fair at the elementary school this year as a 4th grader. He will be selling homemade bracelets. This will either be awesome or a big flop. Don't you think most of life is a little like that? We think we know what we want... it is just... how will it be received? But initially he wanted to do crocheted projects. Let's just say: that was harder than it looked. I did make several flower bookmarks at his request, but we couldn't quite master HIM making them...
 

Good Morning!

We had lovely cool weather. So, we started our Saturday with a hike up Douglas Springs to overlook the Tanque Verde Valley. Then these two went to see Dylan play baseball as it was senior day for the baseball team. 

ATTENTION: There are now 3 adults in this house!

 Ike didn't want a cake. He requested chocolate chip cookies. So, I made a giant one we could put some candles in. He registered to vote today! CrAzY

Atlanta

Most high school seniors I know want to take a senior trip with their classmates. Somehow or other, Todd convinced Ike that he wanted to go party with old fogie seniors for his senior trip. HA! They got tickets to a practice round of the masters so they went to the south for a long weekend. I don't really have all the deets as to what happened on this roadie. Word is that a lot of mission stories were told on the drive from Atlanta to Augusta. And Ike got a taste of humidity before he hits Tallahassee!

 

Have you ever cut 30 pineapples in one sitting?

My left hand took the brunt of it, as I was holding the pineapples with my left hand and cutting with my right hand, so it was my left hand in acidic fruit juices for ages. Do you see the loss of skin at the distal tip of my left 4th finger? YEP, the vicious fruit drew blood, folks! I did not photograph my fingertips. OUCH! Do you see how red the ulnar aspect of my pink finger is? Man, it took about 7-10 days for my hand to fully recover. PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: WEAR GLOVES IF YOU ARE CUTTING PINEAPPLE FOR THE MASSES! Good news? The luau for youth conference was a big success!

An Omen of DEATH

This hearse was parked outside of our office for some reason. It's license plate, if you can make it out says "LSTUBR" or being interpreted "Last Uber" which is quite funny, I dare say...

This hearse sat there for over a week and none of us knew from whence it came nor why. When I went into work yesterday, it was being towed away. Ahhh, we never run out of mysteries to solve, eh?

As many of you know, I have been really tied up in knots about what to do with my professional life. I had made up my mind to try practicing a little closer to home, mostly because I do not feel appreciated where I am. So, seeing this thing weirdly appear at my present place of employment is... uncanny. Can you make out that there are no door handles on this beast of a car? Weird, eh? A low-riding gangster hearse that there is no way in or out of? I hope you don't have nightmares, folks. 

 

LOVE-LOVE

TJ is playing tennis for the Tanque Verde Hawks again this spring. Man, my boy cannot remember to apply sunscreen on the back of his neck and I worry that I will be dead and gone when he needs a good dermatologist because of all the exposure to ultraviolet radiation during his youth. The things that keep me up at night... (it is a never-ending list!)