We have returned from warm San Antonio back to the freezing cold of the Pacific Northwest! I kid you not… 85 degrees in San Antonio the day we left and 39 degrees in Seattle when we landed! But I’ll write more on that later…
In the meantime… we have a winner from the #GivingTuesday drawing!
Thank you to everyone who stopped by and to everyone who entered. I wish all of you could win… but unfortunately… there can be only one! (Wildlife calendar goes to anyone who knows what movie that is from, but please email me at neveradullbling(at)gmail, don’t answer it below. You have until December 12th.)
And now for the results…
He’s grown since last year, hasn’t he!
There you have it! Again, thank you all for your support and encouragement! Stay tuned as Rock ‘N’ Roll San Antonio adventures will be posted soon!!
Actually, I’m not fond of this number at all.
At The Last Supper, there were 13 people around the table… the 13th supposedly being Judas who betrayed Christ.
On Friday the 13th, in October 1307, Philip IV of France arrested hundreds of the Knights Templar, then tortured and murdered them (they protected Christian pilgrims during the Crusades).
In a tarot card deck, XIII is the card of Death.
The Apollo 13 lunar mission was a “successful failure” (successful because no one died).
That isn’t really the point of my post.
My point then?? Glad you asked!!
My baby boy just turned 13!! I am now officially the mother of a teenager (may the Good Lord have mercy on my soul)!
Happy Birthday AJ!!
13 candles nearly set off the smoke detectors.
Wow. Growing up. #GoHawks
I’m still not fond of the number 13… but I think I can live with it for a year.