Brought to You by the Letter “B”: bluebonnets and blue jeans, barndos, birthdays, best friends, and blessings

One of the many things I look forward to each year is the annual Nac Girls Weekend, when a group of lifelong friends gather and spend four days together. And that event is even better when the drive to the location is highlighted with the blooming of Texas Wildflowers, especially bluebonnets.

This year, our group gathered in Brenham, and the scenery was spectacular. The weather was perfect, and honestly, the entire weekend was one of the most enjoyable I’ve experienced with these friends. The only thing missing were a few friends who couldn’t attend.




I count myself lucky to still be in touch with friends I’ve known my entire life. We are always amazed at the responses we get when we are walking around in our matching t-shirts in the town where we are staying for the weekend. People always ask about our group, and when we tell them that we have been friends for over five decades, they are awestruck that we still remain in touch. We certainly don’t take our relationships for granted, but since it is what we know, we don’t understand that not everyone is as fortunate as we are. Lifelong friends are truly a blessing.

Over the last few weeks, I have been reminded daily how blessed I am. And for me, many of these blessings just happen to begin with the letter “B.”

Here’s more about a few of those blessings:


One of the best things about this special group is not only are these people great friends, they are awesome and amazing human beings. Everyone has a role in the group: leader, supporter, encourager, wrangler, caretaker, hostess, entertainer. I could go on and on with the many traits that these ladies bring to the table, but I don’t have enough time or space.

Each year, our group does “an act of kindness” for whatever town we are staying in. This year, we each bought a pair of blue jeans and a bag of snacks for some young men who live in a boys’ home outside Brenham. We actually were able to hand deliver the goods, and meet the couple who runs one of the “houses” for the young men. What an awe-inspiring visit it was, as we were not only a part of a selfless act, but also met people who have dedicated their lives to helping teenage boys find their way.

Heartwarming. Inspiring. Kingdom Building.



This year, our girls’ group went back to the Barndominium in Brenham. It’s an awesome place, perfect for a group our size. The 12 Armadillos never disappoints…so we’ll be going back again next year. I’m already looking forward to it, and again, feel so blessed to be part of such a group!


So the weekend after our Nac Girls’ Trip was my birthday. AND more importantly, Cooper’s second birthday! We had the best time! We celebrated BIG! I even ate ice cream! On the way back from our adventure at “Build a Bear” (where Cooper “built” a Batman Bear, in keeping with the “B” theme) Cooper’s parents stopped at Cavender’s, and guess what?

Cooper came home with some Cowboy BOOTS, and let’s face it, there’s nothing cuter than a toddler in a pair of boots! Yee-Haw!!!


BLOGGING: As you can obviously see, I’m struggling a bit to write. I made myself finish this blog, which I started a couple of weeks ago. I have things to say, but just can’t get in the groove. It’s the end of the school year, and things are extra busy. I’m also enjoying NOT focusing on writing right now. I know one day, I’ll be inspired, and maybe my musings will become more interesting, and something I’m proud of. Right now, I’m writing so I don’t stop writing. It’s so easy to fall out of this habit, and “the only way through it is to do it.” So thanks for “bearing” with me. It’s not my best work, but I didn’t give up.

As I close this “Salute to the Letter B,” I must add a bit of exciting news: (and of course it also begins with a “B”)

Next year, Brian will be returning to West Rusk as the Head Basketball coach! We are super excited! And I know Cooper can’t wait to see his “Coach” coach.


as I end this BORING BLOG, here’s to bluebonnets, barndos, best friends, birthdays, boots, basketball, and the BEST “B” word of all: BELIEVING

On Easter Sunday, one of the students I meet with weekly invited Jesus into his heart. He joined the ranks of believers.

When I was told about his decision, I wept. No matter what this young man has to deal with in his life, he won’t have to do it alone—he has made the best and most important decision of his lifetime.

Thank you Jesus.

To God B the glory!





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