Forty-Forty.Seven/Three.Six.Five.

This picture is going to take the place of all my pics for the next week.

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.

Happy Birthday, Doublemeat.

Thirty.Nine/Three.Six.Five.

Super Night for a Super Moon.

Thirty.Eight/Three.Six.Five.

I was trusting enough to actually let Ally take control of my camera for the last half of the game.  As I downloaded all of the 300 pictures she took, I'm seriously glad I did.

What a shot.  She deserves today's 365.

Photo by: Alison Franks, Age 12

Thirty.Seven/Three.Six.Five.

A day of family, friends, laughter, food and drink.

A 20 year reunion celebrated with smiles and hugs.

A tailgate spent predominantly upside down for this little girl. 

In the words of my husband...

"It's Game Day Bitches"

Go Coogs!

Thirty.Six/Three.Six.Five.

It's been a week.

A strange week on many levels.

A sad week on many levels.

An election, not soon forgotten, and one that will definitely be etched in history.

The future seems a little uncertain (and even a bit unnerving) to many Americans, while it seems a needed change for others.  Such opposing views, it's hard to believe a nation can be so blatantly divided.

No matter the opinion, it's definitely a future on a new path.

I believe we are strong.  I believe people are good.

Love always wins.

Happy Veteran's Day.

Thank you to all of those that have served this beautiful country.

Thirty.Five/Three.Six.Five.

Sometimes you just look up and see something that calls for a picture.  Little did I realize what was to come a few days from now!

Thirty.Four/Three.Six.Five.

It doesn't get much better than a brand new, crisp and clean, white pair of Keds.