My mom is always harping on me not to get her any gifts on special occasions so this Mother's Day I'm obeying. I will, however, proceed to gush on her in this post to my Followers (all 9 of you...wait 8. My mom is Follower #9) to read and marvel at her greatness.
Sailini, my mom, is the toughest (and hottest) cookie I know. When she was somewhere in her late teens, early 20's she came to the states alone from island of Western Samoa and made a life for herself (I don't think I would even know
Mother’s back in business!
Look what I found at the grocery store!
Do you see what the package says?...
"Your Favorites are Back!"
WORD.
Desert paradise.
Spring time in the desert is breathtaking.
The ground is littered with yellow blossoms from the Palo Verde trees.
The blossoms smell so sweet. I imagine Heaven to smell this way.Spotted this rattle snake sunning itself on the pavement just before Nash reached down to pet him.
Ugly Lamp Makeover.
Remember this ugly lamp I bought at an estate sale?
Here it is before in all its gold glory.One spray paint can of white, one of black... No more gold! Not bad for a few bucks!
Separation Anxiety.
Won't step foot in the gym day care = canceled gym membership.
Refuses to stay in church nursery alone = no more Gospel Doctrine.
Nurturing his needs through this phase = Priceless!
Turned my back for a second…
That yellow is a shadow...not a dirty ring. Don't want to tarnish my image of being a good housekeeper!
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