Basement Remodel - Start to Almost Finished

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Will we get it done in time for Danica's Open House on Sunday?


The only way to know for sure is to come and see it for yourselves...

See you Sunday!

Prism Concert Highlights

Tonight the kids had their Prism Concerts. Every year seems better than the one before! What fun. In case you missed it, here are a few highlights (Scharlemann highlights, that is):

We'll start with the jazz band and Six String Shuffle, featuring Jessica A. on the electric guitar. That's Zack on the drums.



Next, we have the Chargaliers, and Lullabye by Billy Joel. That's Danica, playing the piano. I taped her while they were practicing.




Here's another Chargalier number. Zack is the handsome young man on the left.





And finally, here's Zack's Solo in Running of the Bulls.




I wish I could show you more, but my little camera only holds 256 mb. Just take my word for it, there were tons of other highlights too. A very, very entertaining concert.

Way to go, guys! You make a mama proud.

My Mom

This is a picture of me and my mom.

Here's another one.

Mom and I are very close. Can you tell?

There are few people I enjoy more than my mom.

Mom’s a little on the goofy side. She's what I like to call uninhibited. Just ask her to sing a song, tell you a joke, or do her horse whinny. She will. Why? Because Mom loves to entertain people. She taught me the Charleston, the words to "Mares Eat Oats," and how to laugh at myself. Mom’s always been loads of fun.

But that's not the only reason I enjoy my mom.

You see, no one understands me better than she does. Whether we’re talking about how cold our feet get in the winter or what it’s like being married to grumpy old men (sorry guys), my mom and I seem to see most things the same way.

But that's not the only reason I enjoy my mom.

Mom’s really good at stuff. Like making prune-filled Kolacke (they taste better than they sound), or wrapping a new born baby up in a receiving blanket, or coaxing just about any sort of green thing to bring forth flowers or produce. Almost everything I know that’s of any real value, I learned from my mom.

But that's not the only reason I enjoy my mom.

Mom makes me feel loved. If I’m sad about something, she’s sympathetic. If I’m having an especially good day, Mom celebrates right along with me. Even when I tell her long-winded stories about my boring trivial life, she actually pays attention. Her hugs and kisses make me know that no matter what, I’ll always be precious to her.

And she’ll always be precious to me.

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom.

You’re the best!