Foggy Trees

Foggy Trees

Here’s a little experimental photography for you.  Something tells me the sky will look a lot like this a little later today (read: on my drive home). *sigh*

Stupid weather.  I’m supposed to go to the park for a play date!  Go rain elsewhere!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the picture.  Let me know what you think below!

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Scenes from the courthouse

Only in Iowa can it be 80° one day and snowing the next.  While it wasn’t 80° where I was yesterday, it was in other parts of the state, according to two of my friends down in southern Iowa.  And rumor has it that the temperature dropped 40 degrees in four hours.  That’s pretty quick!

So, to recap: The weekend and the first part of the week were sunny, warm, and absolutely gorgeous, leaving us all thinking that winter skipped spring altogether and decided that summer should just follow directly this year.  But now Winter, she’s a-back.  With a vengeance.

Me no likey.

I took all these – and a few others – over the course of the morning.

May Day!

Can you believe it’s May already?  What the heck happened to April?  And didn’t we just have Christmas last week?  Where is the time going?

Well, I intended this post to be a sort of recap.  See, not only did I do the National Poetry Month challenge last month, I also participated in the Ultimate Blog Challenge.  I signed up for it at the last minute after reading about it on my friend Kina’s blog and, while I mostly forgot to use the Twitter hashtag and tweet my posts, I at least remembered to post them in the Facebook group and visit the other participants’ sites.  There were tons of amazing posts written in April and I’m glad I joined in this challenge.  Maybe I’ll even sign up for the next one! 🙂

I was going to do a little more in-depth post today, but I’m a little bit sleep deprived after staying up to watch three hours’ worth of Dancing with the Stars last night so I could see who went home.  Sleep deprivation has been a recurring theme for me the last couple of weeks, and not because the kids aren’t sleeping (they are).  Okay, time to go take a nap or something so I can make some semblance of sense tomorrow.  Maybe.

Happy May, everybody!

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You can’t promenade alone, can you?

And now I’m back on schedule!  Woot!

I was fifteen and a freshman the first time I went to prom.  I can hear it now: “How the…What the…Huh?  Aren’t those for upperclassmen?”

My freshman year, I befriended an upperclassman who asked me to go to prom with him.  I, of course, was flattered beyond belief and quickly said yes.  Since he waited till the last minute to ask me, I scored a great dress for a nominal price.  A couple of older girls took me dress shopping since I didn’t have a car and even offered to do my make-up for me.  Dressed to the nines, I was all set to enjoy my night, despite the fact that we were being chauffeured by his parents because my date couldn’t drive.

Friends and fun – what could be better?
Photo by Kay Kauffman

Here comes Miss Freshman, escorted by Mr. Junior…