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Glimpses of Sara

Loving being with my husband
Loving being with my husband
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep -- and the shallows.
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep — and the shallows.
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Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn't smiling...
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn’t smiling…
My son after his final performance in "Beauty and the Beast." He played both a beast and a prince perfectly... just like in real life. :)
My son after his final performance in “Beauty and the Beast.” He played both a beast and a prince perfectly… just like in real life. :)
Me and my poison ivy--not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
Me and my poison ivy–not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
(When you're not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches.... ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn't think about shooting a photo -- until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
(When you’re not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches…. ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn’t think about shooting a photo — until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
Stars upon thar driver licenses...
Stars upon thar driver licenses…
The fun before the storm... Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin' began...
The fun before the storm… Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin’ began…
Adam and I a mere six years ago...
Adam and I a mere six years ago…
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
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Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
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My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
12 photos in glasses
My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird's nest hairdo.
My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird’s nest hairdo.
Proud mama and her baby boy
Proud mama and her baby boy
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
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My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother's Day 2012.
My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother’s Day 2012.
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
That would be me.... and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.
That would be me…. and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.

Tag: Christmas

When are you doing your Christmas baking?
humor, life

When are you doing your Christmas baking?

I can’t remember when I started baking chocolate goodies to gift my neighbors at Christmas, but it has been long … Continue reading When are you doing your Christmas baking?

Like it never even happened…
character, Christian life, inspiration, life, memories

Like it never even happened…

I spent the first day of the year erasing the old. It was dreary and drizzling and too chilly to … Continue reading Like it never even happened…

A throwback at Christmas…
aging parents, dementia, family, fashion, life, memories

A throwback at Christmas…

Last night, my oldest sister sent a text that included the photo at left, above, and the sentence, “Recognize anything besides … Continue reading A throwback at Christmas…

blogging, Christian life, life

The last hurrah of Christmas…

It is January 5, and I am officially printing my Christmas letter (for 2013, lest you should think I am … Continue reading The last hurrah of Christmas…

character, Christian life, life, memories, parenting

The quiet of Christmas…

I’m not sure if my son sees only what he wants to see or if he truly doesn’t notice the … Continue reading The quiet of Christmas…

Christian life, family, life, memories

Christmas: Memory vs. photographs…

You oughta be in pictures, You’re wonderful to see, You oughta be in pictures, Oh what a hit you would … Continue reading Christmas: Memory vs. photographs…

humor, life, memories

To tree or not to tree…

The answer? To tree. Or bush. My husband will accept either. He just won’t accept “not to tree,” which apparently … Continue reading To tree or not to tree…

life, memories

Last one and done…

This afternoon I delivered the first box of Christmas chocolates — two pounds of caramel brownies, fudge, chocolate peanut butter … Continue reading Last one and done…

Christian life, humor, life

Anticibaking…

Once a year, I reserve an entire three-day weekend — Saturday, Sunday, Monday — for my Christmas baking. This is … Continue reading Anticibaking…

character, Christian life, humor, life, memories, parenting

Mosquitoes in December and more excuses…

It was now or never. If I didn’t get the outside Christmas lights up this weekend, I knew I wasn’t … Continue reading Mosquitoes in December and more excuses…

character, Christian life, life

Glorious en masse…

On Monday, I traveled with my son’s choir to Epcot and was transported to the glories of Christmas our culture … Continue reading Glorious en masse…

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