Posts from 2014

  • Hello, 2014!
    Though I was awake at midnight, I didn’t ring in the New Year joyfully. Instead, I listened to the fireworks …
  • Pressed for time…
    When I was studying project management, I learned the term, “Parkinson’s Law.” Parkinson’s Law is the idea that work takes …
  • Procrastination is making me wait…
    Prompt: Do you have a tendency to procrastinate, or do you like checking things off your to-do list? My response: …
  • Piggies and poor politics…
    It isn’t often I wax political in the blogosphere, and for today’s post I blame my husband and his Popsicle …
  • The last hurrah of Christmas…
    It is January 5, and I am officially printing my Christmas letter (for 2013, lest you should think I am …
  • When your resolutions mess with mine…
    Confessions of a gym regular: I knew today would reveal the number of resolutions made nearly a week ago, because …
  • Stand still and know…
    Be still and know that I am God (Psalm 46:10). “Sitting is the new smoking.” That’s the catch phrase on …
  • Signed, Cold in Florida…
    Dear Weather Maker, Dare I say it? I am cold. Yes, I live in Florida. And, yes, I do feel …
  • A step away from Fridays…
    “Happy Friday!” My step aerobics instructor called out his traditional end-of-the-week greeting before beginning the warm-up. And then he added, …
  • When a blog is like a diet…
    I am an all or nothing person, and I’m not proud of it. When I start a no-sugar diet, for instance, …
  • An “and one” rain…
    Lest you think I actually understand anything about the sport of basketball, let me make it clear. Anything I know …
  • Putting past successes behind me…
    I’m beginning to think I’m a little slow on the uptake. (Very slow, actually, as it is taking me multiple …
  • When flowers bloom in winter…
    Florida weather must confuse plants as much as it confuses my immune system. Series of warm, humid days are suddenly wrenched …
  • The fear of no future…
    “If the hardest thing I have to do today is remember not to put on deodorant, this will be a …
  • ‘Hi-Yo, Laryngitis! Away!’
    Who was that masked woman? Actually, the question people likely asked as I rode away in my trusty white van …
  • Since she’s been gone…
    As I ate breakfast with my husband this morning I noticed a wild turkey walking across the back yard. “Is …
  • When your youngest turns 18…
      “Let me see. If Adam is turning 18 today, and  I was X  when he was born. Then X  + …
  • Whatever happened to Will Power?
    By most accounts, I appear to have Will Power. After all, it’s 5:34 a.m. as I begin typing this. My …
  • Packing it all in…
    This week, my son played what could be his final baseball game. Certainly, he played his final game of high school, …
  • Now I lay me down to sleep…
    Fear is a terrible thing. Last night, as we laid down to sleep, I told my husband that the top …
  • The Emotional Connection of Family Heirlooms
    In this personal essay, I reflect on my mother’s Alzheimer’s and the emotional significance of a cherished handmade afghan (blanket). Memories intertwine with loss, regret, and the desire for connection.
  • Streamlined and frantic free…
    My eyes popped open at the sound of my husband’s alarm. 5:15 a.m. What? Panicked, I looked at my own …
  • Hurry up and stop…
    I have issues with braking. Back in the early days of our marriage, as I would — rapidly — approach a …
  • One stingray a chicken doth make…
    In addition to my ability to return from a beach vacation as pale as when I arrived, I pride myself …
  • The photos I didn’t take…
    Down at the beach, as the sun begins to set, the photography begins in earnest. Romantic couples and lovely families …
  • A teacher’s lament…
    It’s the calm after the storm. Exams are taken. Yearbooks are signed. Ceremonies and celebrations applauded. The countdown completed. The …
  • Surprised by work…
    What surprised me about my first day of work was not what it entailed but the “when.” I had long …
  • When work is like the Christian life…
    “Well, if I don’t get eaten by an alligator, I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.” That was the marketing associate’s attempt at …
  • Trust in the midst of goodbye…
    “I have some news to tell you.” My Aqua Zumba teacher gathered the class together in the pool before we began …
  • My hate-love relationship…
    I hate running — but I love it after I’ve completed the workout for the day. Unfortunately, that hate-love relationship can also describe …
  • Love makes the worship go ’round…
    Once was a time when I attended church for the singing. As I matured, I learned to love the sermons …
  • Confessions of a former school teacher…
    Driving to work today — the first day of school — I saw the school maintenance man and his son, a …
  • Facebook statuses I didn’t post…
    When I went to the refrigerator for my morning short cup of prune juice, I found none. Bummer. Significant bummer. …
  • Four eyes or why I see clearly…
    “How many pairs do you have now?” my friend Connie asked me. (She hadn’t noticed I was wearing a new …
  • Sara Beara, not Yogi Berra…
    Sara Beara. That may be the first time I have typed that term of endearment, occasionally bestowed on me (and …
  • Sincerely selfie…
    I was hastily looking through my post-high school photo albums searching for a picture of me when I first wore glasses. …
  • Dear new golden sick days…
    Sick days, sick days Dear new golden sick days Sniffling and sneezing and hacking cough Kept me at home on a rare day …
  • The circle of praise…
      My son just got offered a promotion. It would mean working more hours in a congested city away from those …
  • A blog by any other name…
    My infant son left the hospital as “No Name Dagen.” “I have to see the baby before I can name …
  • The power of a T-shirt…
    I am not a fashionista by any stretch of the imagination, but I do prefer to dress fashionably — in …
  • Blame it on busy…
    For the past month, I have been reminding myself that my mother-in-love’s birthday is coming soon. I had October 5 …
  • Sara: Don’t call Mom at work…
    I made the mistake of calling my mother. I was on my lunch break from work; she was safely ensconced in …
  • When friendship trumps light…
    Dear Diana, When I awakened at 3:30 a.m. Colorado time, my first thought was that I was glad you weren’t …
  • Held hostage by a cell phone…
    It was the first day of NaBloPoMo, and I was trapped inside a McDonalds without a computer, without even a …
  • Losing time…
    One step forward, three steps back — but in reverse. Sunday — through the gift of ending Daylight Savings — …
  • Legalizing homelessness?
    Last night, with 97 percent of the vote counted, CNN projected that the state of Florida would not approve the …
  • It’s Facebook official…
    This is what my daughter posted to make the announcement of her first pregnancy Facebook official: Since she posted it …
  • Singing to free the hostage…
    Writing about my “hostage situation” in McDonald’s made me think of my father’s week-long experience as a McDonald’s hostage  — at least …
  • Formerly streetless in Seattle…
    Just a week ago, I was in a Seattle apartment icing a painful bruise to my shin bone, barely able …
  • A queen for five days…
    We arrived in Seattle for a wedding, knowing that we were to share a two-bedroom apartment with my sister-in-law and her …
  • The view from inside…
    It felt as if I were in Mrs. Repulski’s Advanced Humanities class again. “I’d better explain this better,” my English …
  • Random rant I wish I’d missed…
    The parking lot at the health club was ridiculously crowded, but just as I entered the lot, I noticed a …
  • My cat is in the closet…
    I am sitting at this computer, waiting for pages to load, thinking out loud that this is the slowest computer …
  • A thousand plus words…
    A picture is worth a thousand words, right? This post is that thousand plus a few of my own. Last …
  • When I am scared of pants…
    Americans are getting fatter and fatter, yet the pants we wear are getting smaller and smaller. I just don’t understand …
  • “Dine at desk” November…
    Because we went out for lunch to celebrate the birthday of a colleague yesterday — and went out for lunch …
  • When it all points to God…
    Twenty years ago today, I wrapped myself in satin, lace, and bows and made myself a birthday present — a bride …
  • And I worried about matching?
    This morning the temperature outside my home registered 32 degrees — which meant it likely dropped below that just before …
  • Still a mama…
    For months I have been working with colleagues who are mothers of young children, newly entered into childcare situations and …
  • 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 …
  • Affected by the threat of loss…
    A few years ago, when I was in high school :),  I tried out for the pompon squad. My sister …
  • An office of one’s own…
    I have always wanted my own office — at home or at work. But until today, that never happened. I …
  • Despite the turkey…
    Another year, another turkey. Another hundred exclamations of “I HATE cooking turkey.” (I do hate cooking turkey. So much pressure …
  • I have succumbed…
    “I have succumbed…” seemed the right title for this post somehow. Although now that I’ve typed that post title and …
  • A part of the “Sisterhood of World Bloggers”…
    Mememememememememe…. This post is all about me — and eight other bloggers. One who nominated me for the “Sisterhood of …
  • There ain’t no tired like…
    I once thought that pregnancy and motherhood were a cruel hoax. Think about it. Just when a pregnant woman is …
  • 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 …
  • 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 …
  • Resolving to be “all there” …
    I have newfound resolve — just in time for 2015.This Christmas season I’m different. Once I had the Christmas lights hung (always …

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