Should I write about sharing my sisters' and my photo for #throwbackthursday? I have a lot of material here at my mom's house. We've gotten quite a few comments, lots of LOLs, and I'm pretty sure my sister's husband is in some hot water for a few of his FB comments. (Don't you love the hair?)
Then there's the lake. I drove to Cleveland today to visit my sister. I wanted to see Lake Erie frozen over. My sister and I enjoyed ourselves as we spent some time there this afternoon. I thought about writing a poem about growing up around the lake from swimming there as a little girl, strolling in the moonlight, slathering sunscreen on my babies, dreaming of the future.
Or, I could write about sitting in the car with my sister bawling our eyes out as we watched this video. But I didn't really want to write a sad post tonight.
One more thought...Scooter's Dawg House was hopping tonight. We like to go there after we've been to the lake. The place exudes stories from their license plate-lined walls, long lines of hot dog enthusiasts, and the HUGE order of french fries that could feed the entire town of Mentor. Scott, the owner, greets each customer like they're old friends, and I bet some of them are.
Lots of nuggets, not sure where to go with them. So, instead, I captured these fleeting thoughts, pulled them together, and voila ~ a Slice of Life post.