Back story behind “mother-in-love”…
Dear Pine Needles and Paper Trails, I was struggling through a ho-hum blog post this morning when your comment appeared, … Continue reading Back story behind “mother-in-love”…
Dear Pine Needles and Paper Trails, I was struggling through a ho-hum blog post this morning when your comment appeared, … Continue reading Back story behind “mother-in-love”…
I love ellipses… If you’ve been reading my blog posts for any length of time, you may have noticed I … Continue reading Reading between the dots…
I’m not sure if my son sees only what he wants to see or if he truly doesn’t notice the … Continue reading The quiet of Christmas…
The shortest day deserves the shortest blog post. I began this shortest day quite irritable, feeling overwhelmed, despite being officially … Continue reading Shortest day of the year… Thankfully!
Today I am doing more with less time, less space, and, definitely, less patience. At the risk of whining, … Continue reading Doing more with less…
The day started exactly 39 minutes later than usual. For the second day in a row, my alarm clock failed … Continue reading Breathe more deeply…
The feeling I get after Christmas baking is rather like what I experience after a successful mammogram: relief and a … Continue reading When your love language is chocolate…
As I may have mentioned, this is my weekend for Christmas baking. So why did I say to myself, “Get … Continue reading Domestic A.D.D. …
I need to rally some personal pep. Tomorrow our football team heads to the state tournament, the first time in … Continue reading Needing more pep…
When I headed to the health club showers, I saw that my two favorites were occupied — one by a … Continue reading Judge less, love more…
Do you remember the Faberge Organics shampoo commercials from the 1980s? It boasted the simple premise of the doubling effect; … Continue reading Changing the world vicariously…
“C-C-C-Cottey, beautiful Cottey, it’s a school of which I’m sure you’ve heard before, If you get good grades, they send … Continue reading Allow and accept…
It was now or never. If I didn’t get the outside Christmas lights up this weekend, I knew I wasn’t … Continue reading Mosquitoes in December and more excuses…
I went on Facebook, saw I had a number of notifications, clicked to glance at the list, and then clicked … Continue reading The more we pretend to read…
I’m fairly certain my Zumba instructor is part mime. A dictatorial mime. She wasn’t there to entertain. She wanted action … Continue reading Crashing the Zumba party…
It’s back to the workaday world. The Thanksgiving holiday is over. I have had more time and done less with … Continue reading More with less and less with more…
‘Twas the day after Thanksgiving, and all through the house, not a creature is stirring. Except me and my cat. … Continue reading Random thoughts on this day after Thanksgiving…
I was a latchkey kid. Daily, my sister and I biked home from school to an empty house, let ourselves … Continue reading How I knew my mother loved me…
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