“Come here*. Let me teach you something. I was going to eat lunch, but I am too tired, so I will sit here sleeping with my mouth open. I will catch flies. It will be easy. You can eat with no effort, just let lunch come to you!”
She shut her mouth right after I took the picture, but not in time to keep us all from laughing at her. Hmm. Perhaps it was he noise of our laughing that woke her up!
*Here happens to be a website about Colleges in St Louis. Give them a visit if you are interested in
- Business Studies
- Information Technology
- Criminal Justice
- Visual Communications & Design (I’m pretty sure this one is photography related, ya’ll)
- Health Care
This is what 40 looks like.
Navtej Kohli has been gracious enough to sponsor a post about my favorite charity. In fact, he’s sponsored several across my different blogs, and I’ll be highlighting a different charity for each sponsorship.
I am choosing to talk about the V Foundation on this blog, and I have to tell you I gasped when I went to their website. Right there on the front page is a caricature of the face my family and I loved to hate back in the day. The V Foundation is named for Coach Jim Valvano who coached the North Carolina State Wolfpack to numerous tournament victories, occasionally at the expense of our own beloved University of North Carolina Tarheels. He died of cancer in 1993, and the foundation that bears his name was started by Jim himself. And, really, we did not hate him, though we loved to scream at him from our sofas and recliners! Jim Valvano was a very well respected coach.
The V foundation “is dedicated to saving lives by helping to find a cure for cancer”. They have raised over $60M and funded grants in over 30 states. They have achieved a rating of 4 stars from Charity Navigators. I want to thank Navtej for the opportunity to talk about an organization that’s making a difference for people in my state and elsewhere, too!
Hee! DaBaby brought bag after bag of dry beans to Diva, who happens to be on kitchen today. Guess that appetite suppressing hoodia patch isn’t working on her, huh? We are in fact having beans for supper, and they’ve been on the stove for several hours now.
Please pardon the sunspot. Sometimes you have to work with what you are given.
Step into my office, and let’s chat. This isn’t my normal office. I’m working in here this afternoon to get a little peace and quiet. Just ignore the mess that I should be cleaning (I’m blogging instead), and also the diaper pail. I’ll put some albuterol in the pulse oximeter if it’s too much for you to handle. Okay, I’m kidding. Cloth diaper pails don’t reek like paper diaper pails, because there aren’t any perfumes.
Yet another new phone. Man, we kill ‘em quick around here.
