My Life... My Story

This Morning

Freeway tree- It sprung up in our yard and it sprung up in the right spot and at the right time.

Succulent and Sage Garden

My third round of Irises. This time Yellow and Brown.

Second Iris location

Butterfly Iris. My old dependable.

Yellow Broom, Third year.

Our second blood trumpet located in the front yard.

Queen Elizabeth

I had a moment the other day. I went to Disneylandia with work the other day. One of those "thank you, here is a free ticket" days. I went off with one of my closest co-workers. We went on our three favorite rides, talked business, and went shopping. We met up with other co-workers for lunch and then went back to shopping. As we went through the stores we cam across the "Princess" store. It had all the princess costumes. She stated that this is where my money would go when and if we had a little girl. I thought quickly to myself, no... my tia can whip one of these up no problem... I almost cried when I realized what just crossed my mind. I held it together and just started small talk on all of the colors, lace and ribbons.

Kellerman's

In the summer of 1963, 17-year-old Californian Veronica Amada is vacationing with her affluent middle-class family at Kellerman's (La Quinta) a resort in the Catskill Mountains ( La Quinta California). Vero is planning to attend CAL or even UCLA to study economics ( or something else) and then plans to enter the Peace Corps (or a revolution of some type). This is the story that played out in my head over dinner last night. With the sun setting behind the Eisenhower Mountains I imagined taking off to the desert with my husband and soon to be family in tow. Our yearly spring getaway. This time the story will take us from 1963 to 2010 and beyond. This is it. The start of another family tradition. Our spring tradition. Dinner on site, swimming, small coffee and bagel breakfast, with lunch in the city. Wine tasting at "Tulip Hill Winery and Vineyards" and the clear blue sky and gentle breeze to remind us to slow down. Just before we took off on our trip, I watched "Sabrina". While we where at dinner we talked of going to Europe soon. Then as we walked the shops we picked up a CD with contemporary French musicians re-vamping old French classics... a sign? We decided for my 40th... off to Paris.