like the fact that time is finite for me, I think words that can come out of my brain may be finite as well. So, too many conversations, and yes, I do like to talk, too many postings on FB or too many emails, and I feel like I run out of words. Well. not…
Author: teresafannin
family…
over Memorial Day weekend our family, grown now by two, met in Front Royal, Virginia to celebrate birthdays. Specifically, Bayley’s.Because it was the big one. From left to right, starting in the back, Tom, me, Bayley, then Greg, Meghan and Dan. Nice, yes? It was a great time. We visited the Skyline Caverns. Tom, Greg…
graduation….
June 6, 1964, forty eight years ago. Wow! I graduated from Bishop Alemany High School in San Fernando, California. For me it was a sunny Saturday starting off with a baccalaureate mass, then off to the campus up in the foothills between the Eden Park Cemetery and the Catholic Holy Cross Hospital for graduation. Garnet caps…
thirty-one days…
Ever wonder why February only got twenty eight days, April, June, September and November only got thirty days, but seven months got thirty one days. I mean couldn’t they have distributed the 365 a little more equitably? I mean every month could have gotten thirty days, but there’s always that straggly little problem with the…
weather….
…what was it Mark Twain said? Every one complains about the weather, nobody does anything about it. Well. That was then. This is now. And now when it rains, what you hear is, ‘we needed that.’ Seriously? My back yard grass is green because it’s molding. Even the dogs have a problem going out there…