I remember, when I was a little girl, summer was something I looked forward to all winter long and once it arrived, it seemed to stretch ahead forever. Back then, Memorial Day was not the beginning of summer, but rather the last holiday before school let out. The 4th of July, then, was the first holiday of summer, and Labor Day, the last. Whole lifetimes were lived...

We've a trend started, I think. Here is the first weekend of Spring in Tulsa, 2010: (click through to see...)

We attempted to celebrate an important milestone in both a parent and a child’s life today: going to get a Driver’s Permit for Second Son. Note: Not a license – a permit. Ironically, on the way there, our local NPR station was playing an editorial piece written by a local guy about the recent H1N1 vaccination event held at the Tulsa Fairgrounds...

Yeah, that’s my street…and my oldest and youngest children almost knee-deep in rushing water. Two hours later, we just had puddles. This is what happens when, as Second Son said when he slopped in from the bus, “Mom! It’s rainin’ out there like Jesus himself is...

Every place has its own sounds, especially at night. When I was a little girl, we lived in a small town in Western Pennsylvania, and I fell asleep to the sound of trains many a night. And crickets in the summertime. Even today, when I hear the sound of a train whistle at night, it sounds like ‘home’. Now that I’m ‘old’ and I live in...

We’re going to have some major fun at our house this month. I know you’ll be wishing you could be here to share the joy, so I’ll do my best to post pictures and maybe even a video or two so you can feel included. The first bit ‘o fun on the schedule was opening our pool. This is a picture of our pool, taken oh…probably at least 4 summers...

It seems difficult to get into a groove so far in 2009. Too many interruptions, it feels like, though when I write it out, I sound like a big whiner. Here we are at the beginning of Week 6, and the kids have only been in school for two full weeks out of the 5 that have passed. Of course, they were out of school on the 19th for Martin Luther King day, but then this...

Let me tell you the story of my week, so far. As I sit here in my office typing (yes, all bundled up with my gloves ON) know, up front, that this is a glass-half-full tale. Let’s rewind to Sunday afternoon, shall we? It was a record setting warm day – 75 degrees at 3pm on DECEMBER 14th! Yes, it was lovely. Kids outside playing, running around in t-shirts...

There’s something really special about a gentle summer rain in Oklahoma. Maybe it’s the fact that we don’t often get rain without accompanying weather drama. Maybe it’s the temporary break we get from the blazing heat. Whatever it is, this is what I woke up to this morning: …and I declare it a beautiful thing. I was so happy to see the...

We went out to Mom & Dad’s this afternoon for a leisurely Father’s Day visit, and I took the camera along with the intention of having someone take a picture of Dad and I for you all (I’m sportin’ a new hairdo, too, and wanted to show you that, too) but did I get that accomplished? No. Of course not. But I did get some nice pictures of...