To My Cousin Don- I just received a notification that you’ve been trying to reach out.  I found you on Facebook, and sent a request.  Just in case you check in here again, find me on Facebook and I’ll get you my contact information.  I’d love to hear from you.




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Posted by on June 26, 2016 in Uncategorized


Birthday Letter

Dear James:

I know that after this much time, I shouldn’t be surprised, but as always I can’t believe how quickly you’ve grown from this delicate creature…..


to  this gangly, sensitive, creative, sassy, stubborn, hates to have your picture taken young man.  Seriously the sass doesn’t stop, I have no idea what side of the family that comes from.


It has been a rough year, you’ve watched your Mom and Dad’s marriage disintegrate.  You’ve moved twice in one year and changed schools.  You’ve had to adjust to spending time with your parents in separate homes. We had to surrender your favorite dog Titan after he bit you.*  But you’ve flourished too.  You have kept in touch with your old friends, and made new ones.  The boys spending the night to celebrate your birthday are a wonderful eclectic mix of kids.  Though I’m wondering how fantastic I’ll be thinking they are after hosting 6 of you in a two-bedroom apartment for a night.

You’ve s had a tough time with forgiveness recently; learning the hard way that sometimes even best friends can hurt each other.  Harder still, sometimes friends don’t realize that they’ve been hurtful and don’t apologize because they don’t realize what they’ve done.  I can’t blame you for struggling with this after everything you’ve been through.  But friends make mistakes and if you can move past that and forgive each other, you’ll be better friends down the road..

I read this recently and if you can grow up to believe these words to be true (for friends, loves of the very distant future, family) with every fiber of your being, I’d be a fairly content Mom….oh and grandbabies, those would be nice.  But no pressure!  You’ve got enough on your plate getting through 3rd grade.

Courtesy of Scary Mommy

This is all I care about:
Are you kind? I care that you are kind.
Do you mean well even when things don’t always work out? I care about that.
I care that you love, that you are friendly to little kids and servers in restaurants.
I need you to be nice to animals, even if they are ugly and whether or not you choose to eat them. (even if they bite you)
I care that you don’t hurt with your hands or your words.
I care that when you mess up, you admit it and that you can apologize sincerely, because of course, everyone makes a poor choice once in a while. We slip sometimes. The ability to recognize our wrongs and learn from them is more important than being perfect.
Your politics don’t matter to me. Your religion is insignificant, but I care that your words and actions aren’t based in hate.
I care that you can tolerate people who are different. I care about empathy and compassion.
I care that in the midst of the noise and clutter of our messy lives, that in the tiny moments we find to connect there is meaning, there are smiles even through tears, that we part feeling just a little bit stronger, a little more hopeful.
That we are better off because of our friendship, that we are not alone – nothing else matters.

Happy 9th Birthday James P. Davis

With Love


PS- I will never stop kissing and hugging you in public….ever.

*James is fine, but that was the last straw.

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Posted by on October 2, 2014 in Ramblings


Stuff I am trying on my own

Styling my own hair has always been a bit intimidating and my repertoire has been limited to the bun or the ponytail. I like looking tidy at work but I’ve been wanting a more sophisticated look. Pinterest has been an amazing source of inspiration.

Here’s what I tried this morning, thanks to great tutorials out on The small things blog.

Good thing that the slightly messy look is in these days. This didn’t take very long and has stayed up for 5 hours with a minimum of pin adjustment.

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Posted by on February 5, 2014 in Uncategorized


Desert Fire

2013-4 Davis Grandparents (26)

Had some fun with night settings on the camera.

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Posted by on November 16, 2013 in Uncategorized


2nd Grade

He is going through the only providing goofy smiling phase. These are the best of the bunch.

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Posted by on September 3, 2013 in Uncategorized


A Boy and His Dog

Spike was not amused because I moved his dog to get his fuzzy face in the shot.

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Posted by on August 22, 2013 in Uncategorized


I Am a Real Dog!

Spike has only been with us for a short time. So far he is a great dog: gentle with James, playful, protective, will fetch until he can’t take another step.

He isn’t perfect, he does misbehave. He’s had a couple of accidents at home, has figured out how to open the center console in the car and ate a pair of reading glasses, and chases the cats (who outweigh him) mercilessly.

Dogs are supposed to love car rides right? Head out the window, tongue lolling, gums and eyelids flapping in the breeze and all that. Typically Spike will cower in James’s lap and shiver like a leaf on a chilly Fall day. He looks like he can’t wait for the car torture to be over.

It wasn’t until this morning that Spike showed signs of being an every dog. He stood up on my lap and pressed his nose against the glass. When traffic slowed I cautiously rolled down the window and he stuck his nose outside and sniffed.

It made me think off the cat teaching Bolt about all the things that normal dogs like to do. If Spike moves on to trying to drink out of the toilet, he risks going for a swim.

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Posted by on August 21, 2013 in Uncategorized

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