This is one of my favorite photos of me and my mom. It’s almost five years old, but I’m usually the one holding the camera. And when I hand the camera over, I usually end up with weird, bad, blurry shots.
So, happy (late) Mommas’ Day, and to my grandmothers, too. This photo is from Christmas 2004, in the house I grew up in. My mom’s mom is on the left, my dad’s mom is on the right.
I spent the weekend on a surprise visit to Philadelphia. I got home late last night, and I have to stay up late again tonight to pick up Alex from the airport. He stayed an extra day because there was only one seat at the lower fare Sunday night. Here’s Alex, his mom, and her dog. After more than a mile walking, the dog was ready to be carried.
Plus, lately, Alex is always eager to lift and carry. Here’s a peek at what we’ve been doing for him lately.
In other (yes, completely boring) news, I went to Trader Joe’s tonight. I bought giant beans and skipped the tiny taters (they were looking ragged). My coffee was $1 more, but I bought it anyway. But I’ll be cooking, soon, unless there is another demand that I make a quick pointless trip.