A picnic with two dear ones

Just an observation...

...that when you hug one of those ladies who wears strong perfume you smell like that the rest of the evening. And it may not even be that strong, but seriously, the scent never escapes you! That happened in another instance the other day. My mom came into my room to measure something and my room smelled like her perfume the rest of the day.

Riding the Carousel with the Flying Horses

I'm such a girl

Yesterday I went to Uniontown, KS-- a small little Potawatomie settlement that was burnt down and there are only a few remains left, including portions of the Oregon Trail. I found this little trail that went back quite a ways and of course I was alone, which tends to happen a lot (I know, totally not safe). But I started to get a little freaked out and yet I kept going. What's funny is that the thing that spurred me on to turn around was the fact that this really annoying bumblebee kept flying around my head. I began to run down the path and it kept coming towards me. I'm sure I looked like quite a sight, this girl-- trudging along the trail wearing flip flops and not equipped for walking whatsoever, trying to hold her bulky camera as gently as possible, waving her arms around her face, swatting at what must have seemed an imaginary bee.

Welcome to my Mind

Hello, and welcome to my public blog! I will warn you upfront and tell you that I doubt there will be many posts on this blog that are above a superficial level... that's for my other blog. I predict most of the posts on here to be silly and ridiculous, but I promise entertainment.