Ladies With Perfect Pitch

As it has been my recent habit, I open with pictures of my grand and great-grandchildren.

I know that this is much like the proud grandparent who forces people to look at snapshots of his human legacy stored on his phone or, old school, wrinkled from his wallet. But like that grandparent, I don't care.

Save this one. Brixton could succeed in some capacity, and the feeling behind this challenging stare may contribute to that success. You will say you saw it here first.

This might be the best father-son image since Kevin Kostner and Ray Liotta in Field of Dreams. This is my great grandson Brixton and his dad, A. J. Sieve.

Perfect on the Pitch

As I write this, the US Women's National Soccer is playing in Mexico at the CONCACAF Tournament. They have won every match and have allowed no goals scored against them. They have one more match against Canada. Canada is the reigning Olympic Gold Medal Champion.

Score: US 1 Canada 0.

A penalty kick won the game in the 78th minute. Rose Lavelle drew the penalty. Alex Morgan kicked the penalty shot against the Canadian goalkeeper, Kailen Sheridan.

Fun fact: Sheridan and Morgan are teammates on the NWSL team, the San Diego Wave

During the Tournament, Canada and the US won all of their games. Neither team had given up a goal until Morgan's penalty kick.

There's another woman in the house

I am proud to say I own this image created by Carol Rhode Curley.

The piece is resting against the wall she will eventually hang on. She's waiting for a name, but she's met the other ladies I live with, Alexa and Siri. I don't think they are happy. But they don't even talk to each other, so I guess I was expecting a lot.

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Ring The Bell

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