Little Lisa

"Laugh a little louder, love a little harder"

Happy Birthday to me. Happy "Birth" Day to my Mama.  You fine hot seventies chick.

Thank you for giving us your life, for ours.


ps.  i wish i could remember to laugh a little louder, and love a little a harder during the hard days in this life.


Love and wishes for a peaceful day to all of you....


Leese

Those quick weekends....

It's almost like the minute you wake up on Saturday morning, you start capitalizing on what can be done on that one full day off.   Remember I am still trying to master the whole relax on Sunday gig, don't run off and worry about that fridge, or the people that open that fridge.  It's simply harder said than done.  I mean, Monday morning there was NO milk.  At least a couple weeks ago, I had a teaspoon.  Not to mention my kitties were out of their favorite food, so as I was scattering around the kitchen in a haze, I had 2 kitties rambling through my legs as well.

Tis' quite the fun Monday morning.  Our little Miss. Chapter Seventeen was soon up and tossing bags into my trunk for her FIRST ever morning drop off for "Spring Break"-  Off she went with her group of girls.
Palm Springs, better watch out, some little sugar plums will wrap their Senior year fun skills right around your neck.  boom.  No need to worry folks, she's with a fine Mama and little family up there.

Saturday morning was a paddle board sesh to prep a cute breakfast for Gaylord and Shirley. 

We've had these abandoned flowers on our door step for the last few weeks.  Thought it would be nice to surprise our little loved ones for their patio. You should have seen the looks I got on the way over-
Bill had an ice chest with our breakfast goods.  I had these.  haha!  So fancy, huh. #freak

Before you know it, we'd be paddling back...against the wind....(said Bob Segar) to prep for our friend Gregg's 50th -

And what better way to ring in 50......

Building sand castles.  So cute!

Soon, we'd get to work. 

Russ.  Our water "hero"-  #survivorwinner

boom.

Well, aren't they fancy......

 Everyone LOVED ours.  ha!

Such a cute idea.  

Sand Sculptors 2014

Ours.

Birthday boy in the stripes.  His son on the left-

Like mine? Siiiiiiikkke-  THIS was those little sand sculptors pro carvers. 

 Meanwhile, up at the fire pits.

Sunday morning, we'd wake up early....watch my favorite show "Sunday Morning", prep a yummy quick breakfast.  And off to the LB Grand Prix for some Fatal Clothing Ford Rep'n. 

Bill's newest lovah.

 And our "stair-climber" workout for the day.

I have this funny theory about sports cars.  Sports cars, and aging men.  We'll leave it at that.  

I've always felt that men should drive trucks. Just my opinion, don't get your unders in a bunch.  I also have this thing about horse power, and the sound of some good ol' pedal to the metal.  Old school muscle cars, and big engines.  This turbo wound soundin' thingy....well.  Maybe just not MY cup of tea.  But for many others.....yes

This rumble caught our eyes-

Notice the arms up aren't for cheering anymore.   Cell phone mania.

 Gettin' after it.

Yes.

I was trying to get Bill with this LB fine lady.  #drunktrophygirl  #showwhatyougot

Getting closer.....

boom.

God Bless America.

People up top.  ugh.

The leaning tower of LB.  I couldn't help but look up.  I would throw up.
Note: I could not visit a friend up there.  Scary, hairy, berry. 

Now, were talking- Sexy beast.

Ran into these fine cats.

"Ain't nothing but a partayy"

Kris and Jen 2014

The little things that catch my eye.

 Rrrreeerrrrrr.  That's my version of how they sound.

 Fast little stinkers though.

 Happy people, happy town.

We'd soon be on our way.  One last stop.  Sunday funday together.


Happy Tuesday kids.


Make the best of it.  Be good, or be bad.  Just play fair.

Always be kind to animals, and elderly.

Full moon tonight.  You have been warned.

Smile at the knuckleheads-

Big love,

This mama lisa lynn
xoxoxo

You make me smile when skies are grey.

Thursday afternoon we planted our buns on the bleachers at The Los Alamitos baseball field.

To watch our fine dude.

Although we folded our soccer career up and put that book up on a shelf, it's very surreal to think these high school baseball days are folding sooner than later too. 

Kali's reaction while I sit in the stands to take pictures is always "Mom, don't you think you took enough"---

No, not really, because when all is said and done....one day these precious little snap shots with my precious handy camera will be all that we have.

To capture a Daddy and Uncle watching this.

Is it priceless?

Will it in fact be memories worth talking about someday?

Yes, Kali it will.

And as we sat there, tears filled my silly eyes. 

Because until you become a parent, you will never know. 

Just how proud number twenty three has made us.

Especially them.

Watching his Mom in the stands with her friends.  That bond that us athletic parents know all too well.

Gio, your hard work, and determination for this game is absolutely stunning.  I will miss these days too.  Remember to stay "Forever Young" you fine feller.  Our baby boy.

It's like life is teasing us, showing us the road ahead, yet grabbing our shoulders to say....slow down.
Slow down just a bit everyone.  Step aside to hold these sweet memories close.
Because I promise you.  I promise you that these days filled with laughter.  Loss.  Wins, and great celebrations, doing whatever you love, will soon fade.  They will fade into memories. Held together by these pictures.

Being together.  As a family. With friends. Sharing what we've been following.

Our kids. 

Family-  "Where life begins, and love never ends"

Happy weekend to you all. 

Whatever you choose, remember that you deserve sweet goodness in this life-

Because remember, it melts way too fast.  

Love and peace to you all-

This Mama Lisa