Thursday, June 2, 2011


My irises have pretty much faded away.  June has arrived and with it ... summer.

I love summer.

As a kid, I would spend my days wandering the woods that surrounded our farm.  Sometimes on horseback, sometimes on foot.  Sometimes a cowgirl, sometimes a hunter.  But most times, just a curly headed little girl making up daily adventures.

By the way, have I mentioned that I was a bit chunky as a kid.  My parents used to call me "solid".

She's solid.  Such a solid kid.

Now what in the hell was that all about!  I was so proud of the fact that I was solid!



But I guess they were right.  Look at me!!!

Look at my waist!  And why oh why is my shirt tucked in!  What a chunk of love I was.  No wonder they called me solid!

That's my brother, Marty.  He so annoyed me growing up.  I remember when he would want to tag along with me in the woods, I would always make him walk ahead of me.  I figured if there were any snakes or such, they'd get him first!  What a loving big sister, I was .... not.

Oh, well, he's pretty much forgiven me.

Speaking of forgiving.  Have you been following the Casey Anthony trial.  What is wrong with that girl.  I have no forgiveness for the likes of her.  Just lock her up and throw away the key!

Well ... this "solid" woman better get on with her day and do her daily walk!

I'm linking up today with Texture Thursday at the

Later, my friends ....