Freaky Friday…
My Freaky Friday involves a series of unfortunate events during which two varsity baseball teams exchange playing skills. That was just the beginning of crazy. Continue reading Freaky Friday…
Category: Reflections on Life
Despite My Best Efforts, I Wasn’t Prepared for This
To calm me and them, I began the class with prayer, and I’m pretty sure God took over from there. Continue reading Despite My Best Efforts, I Wasn’t Prepared for This
STuCK…
It’s as if my inner self is rebelling against the busyness and the demands of life–that, by the way, haven’t … Continue reading STuCK…
Not so “over it”…
I’ve always been challenged to “say what I mean and mean what I say,” but, clearly, I am not living … Continue reading Not so “over it”…
Competitive nature…
My first thought? “Lalla, you’re killing me!” Two weeks of being sick, preceded by my daughter’s wedding, had left me … Continue reading Competitive nature…
Deep offerings
I think the “Little Drummer Boy” had it right. The Christmas song tells the story about a little boy who … Continue reading Deep offerings
Speechless…
When a teacher has laryngitis but has to teach anyway, what is she to do? This is a day in my life — with an inkling of what to do and what NOT to do! Continue reading Speechless…
FAT enough?
So a few days ago, I got an email (not personal, mind you, at least I don’t think so…) from … Continue reading FAT enough?
‘That’s what friends are for…’
They say ‘a friend in need is a friend indeed,’ but I say my friends are the ones who showed up when I had a need. This is my story. Continue reading ‘That’s what friends are for…’
Procrastination…
Procrastinating — perhaps by blogging instead of doing my homework — is not that way to get things done. Continue reading Procrastination…
OCD Action News…
With visions of the school burning down through the night because of my candle, I left my sleeping husband and drove the 20 minutes — just to check. Continue reading OCD Action News…
Where have all the timers gone?
Reflecting on time — and timers — as I end my too-busy day and remember, too late, why I do everything I do. It might have helped. Continue reading Where have all the timers gone?
The call of duty…
Each time I return to the kitchen, I find more messes, or a full dishwasher that requires emptying, and always work, work, work. Continue reading The call of duty…
All Things Work Together 