Anything Can Happen

Here I sit watching the very late Daytona 500, from the comfy chair at my home.  It was only two years ago when Tim and I had the opportunity to attend our very first speed race.  We were hooked right away.  It could have easily been due to the great friends we were...

What was it she saw in me?

We were at our first night of many dinners to come with a group of about sixty families.  Tim and I were sitting at a table with our five traveling companions and three new friends.  In the middle of dinner, a lady, whom I have never met, approach me, knelt down, and...

I love food!

This “Day’s LOVE” is really a love/hate relationship.  Please tell me I’m not alone here. I love to eat, eat, and eat, but hate how it makes me feel and/or look in the end. I love it when someone compliments me on being “petite”, but hate when I see myself in the...