Why I love my hair stylist…
I married into my hairdresser, much the way I’d married into four children when I married my husband nearly 21 … Continue reading Why I love my hair stylist…
Category: love
The problem with one-sided conversations…
My husband and I left for a semi-spontaneous, brief beach vacation, leaving our 19-year-old son at home with his college … Continue reading The problem with one-sided conversations…
Love apparent…
When I bent over to kiss my sort-of sleeping husband goodbye, he said, “Did you see that I covered you … Continue reading Love apparent…
No news is no news…
It was after 9:30 before I decided I should at least try to sleep, but knowing my husband was driving … Continue reading No news is no news…
Dancing with my son…
I dreaded the dance. I saw it as an awkward mother-son performance in front of a room of spectators, but of … Continue reading Dancing with my son…
Humbled by love…
The day my husband and I became grandparents our children began to parent us. It was quite humbling. It began … Continue reading Humbled by love…
On Craig’s list…
We had been on the road for 16 hours despite the 11.5 hours predicted for our journey. And we were still … Continue reading On Craig’s list…
Will the real mechanic please stand up?
My only daughter was having an emergency C-section, but my oldest son was getting married and we were driving to … Continue reading Will the real mechanic please stand up?
The reports of her pending death are greatly exaggerated…
It was on Friday that the texts regarding funeral plans flooded my phone Texas-style. My poor sister-in-law was working and … Continue reading The reports of her pending death are greatly exaggerated…
Sharon share alike…
When I saw the brown puddle spreading across my yellow Formica counter, I knew I needed help. The puddle would have … Continue reading Sharon share alike…
When “To keep or not to keep?” isn’t the right question…
My husband has been cleaning out the garage the past couple of months — giving it order and practicality and … Continue reading When “To keep or not to keep?” isn’t the right question…
A camera blinded by the light…
I woke up this morning fully intent on attending church. Sundays are generally awkward because my husband has to work … Continue reading A camera blinded by the light…
“Bootiful” and a “looker”…
A few weeks ago, I wrote about boots — shallow topic, I know — but it got me thinking about … Continue reading “Bootiful” and a “looker”…
A throwback at Christmas…
Last night, my oldest sister sent a text that included the photo at left, above, and the sentence, “Recognize anything besides … Continue reading A throwback at Christmas…
Kicking boot and taking aim…
*Warning: This blog post has no substance whatsoever. Last year I ordered a pair of boots online, got them, tried … Continue reading Kicking boot and taking aim…
Despite the turkey…
Another year, another turkey. Another hundred exclamations of “I HATE cooking turkey.” (I do hate cooking turkey. So much pressure … Continue reading Despite the turkey…
When work is the escape…
I have never been more thankful that I gave up teaching than I am today. If I were a teacher, I … Continue reading When work is the escape…
Still a mama…
For months I have been working with colleagues who are mothers of young children, newly entered into childcare situations and … Continue reading Still a mama…
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