Signs of Summer

The kitties chase the big orange orbs as if they were toys. Our gardener spends a good amount of time picking them off our lawn. My best friend walked off…

Happy Father’s Day, Daddy!

My dad came to America when he was in his twenties, leaving his wife and baby daughter (me) in Taiwan. He spent a few weeks making sure that this new…

Ballerina Wishes

When I was a little girl, I never had the desire to become a ballerina. The frothy pink tulle, ballet slippers, pirouettes, and pointed toes…nope, not me. What I really…

Good Enough to Get By

Mediocrity…sometimes I feel that this word defines my life. Not because I consciously decide that I want to be average/ordinary/so-so/(insert your own adjective here), but I think sometimes I allow…

Mao: Our Cat-Dog

Yes, seriously. I am blogging about my cat. I have become THAT person. First of all, I am allergic to cats…runny nose, itchy eyes, hives and sneezes…so I never really…

My Girlie Girl

I am not sure if she likes to be in front of the camera or behind the camera more! This is Mackenzie in one of her Sunday School dresses. Every…

Birthday “Experiences”

Ribbon and wrapping paper flying all through the air…piles of plastic, noisy toys forgotten in minutes…jealousy, selfishness, tears and fighting kids…ahh, birthdays. A cynical view, I know, but for a…

Like Mother, Like Daughter

Mackenzie loves taking pictures. She always wants to take pictures with my Canon X-Ti…yikes! I found her a disposable camera that was a wedding favor. She loves it and it…