… is part of the scientific name of a very lovely lacecap hydrangea. It’s also some kind of sea slug. And, third thing’s the charm, it’s a site for Lila King.
- Mother’s Day 2009
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Inspired by the iReport Mother’s Day assignment, I decided to interview my mom. Here’s how it turned out. (Thanks, Mikey, for manning the camera!)
*NOTE: My mother would like to let it be known that despite what you might think after watching this video, she did not, in fact, let her children run wild. She did, however, foster a spirit of adventure for which her children are eternally grateful.
- Reunion day
My first day off work in some time was really nice: a three-mile run, lunch with two old friends, one of whom I hadn’t seen in SIX YEARS, and a couple of completely random chance meetings with other folks I hadn’t seen in forever:
• First, the run. It’s been a while and I’m rusty, but it feels good. Took it nice and slow.
• Next, the lunch. Lara and I met our pal Dawn, the fourth and somewhat unwilling member of the original Swanky Panks line-up, for a lovely late Flying Biscuit breakfast. We were reminiscing about Fox days gone by when out of the blue walked in Mary Catherine, our old boss! It was great to see her, if only for a minute. We made a promise, and I’m putting it here in writing (even if no one reads it), that we’ll find Michele and bring everyone together for something in December.
• Lara dropped me off at the Midtown MARTA station on her way back to Athens. As I walked down the stairs onto the platform I spotted a fellow who looked really familiar, but I chalked it up to all the reminiscing I’d been doing and just kept on walking. But then he smiled at me! And guess who it was? Eric Berg! He was headed to the airport to pick up a band member for a recording session for the new KD Lang record (I know, right?), so I chatted him up all the way to East Point.
- That’s me, most seasonal
The results are in: my pumpkin won TWO awards this year: most seasonal (for the ski goggles) and most alien (for giant googly eyes that could easily be mistaken for ski goggles).
Thanks to Mom for judging the whole silly affair year after year.