Lots Of Races!

The road from our house in southwest Utah to town (St. George) goes through some varied topography and beautiful country, so beautiful that people like to run and ride their bikes through it...a lot.

More than once a year, roads are either closed or traffic is delayed in order to allow runners of all ages, shapes, and sizes to pound the pavement, sweat, and gasp for air, usually while smiling!

Do you like to run/bike in the great outdoors?

Do you like to exercise in a gym or other indoor space?

Or do you prefer to watch other people exercise?

Not Just Any Old Ice Cream Sandwich

Valentine's Day traditionally generates gifts of sweet chocolate.

Carolyn happens to be a loving chocolate connoisseur who knows what to do with a plain bar of chocolate, or even a simple chocolate ice cream sandwich. 

A coating of creamy peanut butter, a bed of juicy sweet peaches, and an artful swirl of chocolate sauce on top makes for a dessert treat worthy of the Ritz.

And Carolyn would be happy to make one for you.

Does this treat appeal to you?

What's your favorite feel-good food?

The Love Bug

Seeing this car rolling down the highway made me smile because it brought back fond memories of going to the theater as a kid when "The Love Bug" movie was released. We Anderson kids walked to the theater, carrying our big brown paper Acme Market grocery bag full of homemade popcorn (yes, they let us bring our own movie snacks back in the day.) 

The Love Bug was a magical movie that made me believe in the goodness of cars and infinite faithfulness to their owners. 

It may have even inspired my father to get a VW bug (ours was red) to take his family of 8 children to church.

Yes, 8 children plus two parents makes TEN PEOPLE IN A VW BUG!

I was often relegated to the space behind the back seat and in front of the back window where I folded myself up beside one other medium to small sibling. Then three other larger siblings would sit across the back seat with another two sitting on their laps. With Dad in the driver's seat and Mom in the passenger seat holding the baby (no such thing as baby seats in the 60's, and seat belts were optional, if the car even had them) we were off to church.

Fortunately, it was only about a mile away, and once Mom and Dad exited and folded down their seats, we were able to pop out of the car on either side in short order.

Love Is Togetherness.

(At least I hope people who have to be close together love one another!)

Would you be game for riding in a crowded VW Beetle (Bug)?

Or are you more of a the-only-one-in-a-Chevy Suburban kind of person?

(Whatever you do, I hope you love doing it, ESPECIALLY today!)

When Your Pen Blobs

While writing a name on an envelope, my pen made a blob of ink right toward the end of the last flourish, but not RIGHT on the end, as if I meant to do it, so it looked like a mistake, it looked ridiculous, almost as bad as getting a splotch of "is that BLOOD?" ketchup on it.

My 3rd grade art teacher, who was interesting enough to resemble Popeye's girlfriend Olive Oyl and was perpetually cheerful, even with elementary school students, taught me that there are no mistakes in art. I stretched that to mean there are also no mistakes in writing...so I added some INTENTIONAL splotches all along the lines of the letters.

TA-DA!

(I meant to do that...)

Do you like to try to fix mistakes? (Well, assuming you make mistakes...)

Or do you like to get fresh supplies and start all over again?