The new ice skates arrived all pink and white as promised, and my lil Peach is just thrilled with them. She is learning to balance and glide -- little by little, step by step. It's been fun watching her. I am gaining more strength and ability on my skates too, but I must admit that I fell twice yesterday. The ice had a great crack and a punky spot where my skates caught and tripped me up. No big deal, just a slight ankle bruise that will look terrific with my golf skirt.
Yep, I said golf skirt. Hubs and I are flying out tomorrow to Arizona to watch our youngest son play in his first college golf tournament of the season. It should be fun! I love walking on golf courses. When a girl goes from dry prairie to a lush golf course, it's such a treat. The green grass, the flowers and beautiful landscapes make it a pleasure to chase a little white ball around. I don't golf. I have. I can. But I don't. I get enough golf talking, golf walking and golf watching to satisfy any desire to golf, but I do like wearing the clothes that go along with golf. I especially like skirts and T-shirts. That's what I've got packed to wear on the course, but I can't go without jeans and boots to wear on the plane, to wear bumming around, and for driving home in the truck. Our ThirdBorn bought a Chevy truck for his construction job, and we're driving it the 20 hours home. It'll be fun to see country we've never been through before on wheels. See ya in a week!