Next Time You’re in the Candle Aisle . . .


Thursday night was “Show and Tell”, one of my favorite marching band traditions. The last night of 8 am – 8 pm band camp the parents bring lawn chairs and settle in to watch a couple of run-throughs of that year’s show. They performed 2/3 of this year’s show (very impressive for this point in the year) and it looks great. I think Jack may have been paying more attention to the cute girls in the band than to his big brother, because on the way to the car he said, “You know, if you want to say something romantic and can’t think of anything you should just compare a girl to a scented candle.” HUH?! You know, Mom, just say, “Your eyes sparkle like

. . .” and then the name of some candle. I named a few of my favorite candle scents as we drove home, but I don’t think telling girls their eyes are like pumpkin pies, cinnamon sticks, or almond cookies is going to get him many dates. Good thing he’s got several years to work on his technique before prom.

A Peek into the Future

Yesterday Aaron and I went to Morehead State University for the day. We met with an admissions officer, a financial aid counselor, and a professor in the school of music. We toured the entire campus and looked at dorm rooms. Believe it or not, this picture was taken about a 5-minute walk from the dorms and the school of music. Even with a horrific storm blowing in it was breathtaking. There are paths around the lake and some of the music students have been known to hike up into the mountains with their instruments to practice – how cool is that? The whole campus is beautiful and the people are friendly and laid-back. Average class size is 19, and there are usually 5,000 students on campus when classes are in session, which doubles the little town’s population. Aaron just loved it, and I know he’ll shine there. In fact, he said he didn’t even want to take the time to visit any other schools because Morehead is where he wants to be. Now if only I can hit the lottery to pay for it! Unfortunately, our trip home wasn’t as much fun as our time on campus. We drove straight through the line of storms that hit Louisville so hard it made the national news. The wind was blowing so hard I was afraid the car was going to be blown over and the rains were so heavy we had to stop in Lexington for an hour before I could see well enough to drive us the rest of the way home. And then late last night I discovered that the Italian restaurant in Morehead probably wasn’t the best choice for lunch. There’s nothing more miserable than lying on the bathroom floor suffering through a bad case of food poisoning. I won’t be going far from home today , but maybe I can use the time to start an online scholarship search!

23 Years Ago Today . . .

Yes, Michael and I have been married 23 years today. I look at the pictures and immediately smell gardenias. I’ll always be grateful to the florist who suggested them, because that scent takes me right back to my wedding day. It was August in Kentucky and why I thought long sleeves were appropriate is a mystery- please forgive me, girls! The little country church wasn’t air-conditioned and the reception was outdoors on my grandparents’ farm, but somehow I don’t remember being hot. Maybe it was an unseasonable cool summer like this one, or maybe I just had too many other things to think about to notice the heat. I wish I had spent more of the day relaxing and enjoying spending time with my family and friends that day rather than fretting about the details. Thanks, Mokey, for putting up with me bossing you around for the past 23 years. It’s been wonderful, and we’ve got lots more good times yet to come!
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