Where is the time going?

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It is hard to believe that it is June 3.  It has been a rollercoaster ride of a year.

It has included everything from the saga of trying to get my S.C. driver's license to having a kidney stone in May and having to be rushed to the emergency room. If you live a state with the Real ID and there is a deadline. I strongly suggest you start now. I started in April. In the process, I discovered my name was spelled wrong on my birth certificate. To fix it, I needed both my mother's birth and death certificates. I also needed my marriage certificate. It was quite a journey but it is over now.

As for the kidney stone, I have drank too many sodas in the last few months and it caught up with me. The stone was huge and painful.


But currently, I am here at my desk writing and my son is asleep in my apartment! Yay!!!! I have him for the next few weeks.
JJ climbing at the MWE summer reading kickoff




Teenagers are not easy. I know I was once one myself but was I that moody. Probably. Here in S.C., we are embracing the AC after an unusual heatwave. I have seen a glimpse of the future and it involves wearing lots of skirts and dresses.

Here are some photos that sum up the last few weeks.


ArtFields 2019 in Lake City



And I didn't mention that I will pick up my nephew on Thursday. So I will have two 13-year-old guys and a teenage male cat. The struggle is real.

Daily Dose
1. Being able to spend time with my son.
2. Payday candy bars
3. Air conditioning

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