Muddy little footprints on my heart...

I won a "six word saturday" on a favorite blog of mine The One Minute Writer. I wrote those six words after spending a soggy weekend at camp with grandkids. Even though it rained and was wet and muddy the kids played outside and had so much fun... leaving muddy little footprints on my heart.

I baked an Aslan cake and my delicious coconut cupcakes for an 8 year old birthday party on Sunday. Papa and Granny (me) are waiting anxiously for our Texas grands to arrive any minute for a month on our cool (48 degree) porch. They left 96 degrees behind and their house and city. Our middle daughter and family are moving to a new town in Texas when they go back. Good thing they are young we say...

Oops, I did it again...

I will have to post a new profile picture...I just needed a little shape up trim on my new long hairstyle. I have been growing out many lenghts for nearly two years now. I made an appointment with my dear hairdresser of thirty years...my hair is gone, in a pile , on the floor of the beauty shop. What we have here, is a failure to communicate. The front still looks long  but the back is angled to inches from my crown then shaved to my neck. I never wanted my neck shaved or 4 inches of hair cut off. I do not, as I near my sixtieth birthday, have the neck for it! I am not sure how I let this happen again (way too short), I have to let this go....I am trying to age gracefully here...