March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Bone Tired

The picture is Stephen, and he is doing what I wish I could do. Instead of "bone tired" the caption for this picture should read "tired and hungry are a dangerous combination," but I'm using his angelic, sleeping picture to let you know how I feel.

I'm not sure why I'm so tired so I'll just chalk it up to a life that I am very thankful for ~ a life with a husband and three young children, a house, a yard, a church, a profession, friends, a sewing machine, and various other commitments. I'll try to be back soon with a recap of May thus far or possibly some things coming down the pike. The sad truth is I can think "in blog" all day ~some of it is mundane, but some of it is quite good {funny, useful, helpful, or will just make you feel better about your life} but I just can't find the time to sit and record.
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