We are still here. This weekend Jeremiah was on call, and apparently quite a few people were in the mood to break bones. I always hate when those loooong weekends roll into a loooong week and Pace says on Sunday night, “Is Daddy going to be here when I wake […]
Speaking of Austin, my Aunt Sheila is from there (Well, technically she is from Dothan, Alabama, just like the rest of my Dad’s siblings, but she has lived in Austin as long as I’ve been alive.), and whenever I think about a great cook, a picture of her big smile […]
Yesterday morning, I climbed into bed with Pace and rubbed my cheek against hers. Then, I pushed up onto my elbows and looked at her perfect little profile in the morning light. Pink creamy skin, thick dark eyelashes heavy laden, piqued nose, and slightly puckered lips, protesting my disturbance. I […]