Today looks like a good day for a golf tournament. It's a good thing there is one. Gotta support the Meals-on-Wheels.
I dunno what these flowers are called. They belong to mom.
Yup, I am going as a delegate to the state convention in June. Which reminds me of what one wise person once wrote of me in a poem, "She goes to conventions and never gets detentions." I got detention not long after that was written. Ha. Never say never. What did I get it for, you ask? Leaving my pencil bag in the English teacher's classroom. I must've been a freshman. I'm not sure if she made me serve out my sentence or not, though.