Anticibaking…
Once a year, I reserve an entire three-day weekend — Saturday, Sunday, Monday — for my Christmas baking. This is … Continue reading Anticibaking…
Category: Christian life
Needing more pep…
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…
Changing the world vicariously…
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…
Allow and accept…
“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…
Mosquitoes in December and more excuses…
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…
The more we pretend to read…
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 love you more…
“I love you.” “I love you, too,” said my 17-year-old son, just before he opened the car door. “I know.” … Continue reading I love you more…
More with less and less with more…
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…
How I knew my mother loved me…
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…
Granny squares and gratefulness…
I was feeling unraveled this morning. I found my husband’s usual teasing banter a bit annoying but tried to be … Continue reading Granny squares and gratefulness…
I woke up this morning…
Yesterday, while waiting for the Yummy House to open so I could order some Chinese food for our evening meal, … Continue reading I woke up this morning…
The real fabric of our lives…
I know Cotton (yes, a capital C) calls itself “the fabric of our lives” and has been using that campaign … Continue reading The real fabric of our lives…
No accounting for taste…
“What is wrong with these people?” Granted, I asked the question somewhat joyfully, as the number of viewers of my … Continue reading No accounting for taste…
A mere nineteen years ago…
Most people call me a saint. Nineteen years ago I married a widow and his four children. At the time, … Continue reading A mere nineteen years ago…
At a loss for words…
When my mother was first diagnosed with dementia, she had word-finding and organizational issues; now she has people-placing and event-remembering … Continue reading At a loss for words…
Focus on my father…
My husband made it a practice of naming his children only after he saw them face to face, and so … Continue reading Focus on my father…
Rants, rages on students, self…
One of my favorite tasks at school is one almost completely unrelated to my real job. It is teaching students … Continue reading Rants, rages on students, self…
Grace for each new day…
A few days ago, when I blamed blogging on my bladder, I received this comment: lol found you on Blogher … Continue reading Grace for each new day…
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