Twenty-Nine Years Still Married… And they said it wouldn’t last!

This past month of February 2011 my hubby and I celebrated 29-years married. I praise God because we are still going strong; in spite of the silent side-line jeerers and open unbelieving doubters here we are, still together. Though, in all fairness, we did have a few sincere “wish-you-the-best” blessing givers....more

Look, Ma! No hands!

          A few nights ago I was out running some errands. In an effort to kill two birds with one stone I was acting as passenger, while my oldest son practiced his driving. We were parked in front of the Girl Scout leader’s house while my youngest ran up to drop off some papers, and chatting-- which is one of my favorite parts about teaching the kids to drive, all that one-on-one time they are required by law to spend with me....more

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A Little Bit of This, A Little Bit of That

The sun is streaming through my room this morning and I'm just pecking away at the keys of my laptop here to find something to write about.  I love sunshine!  The warmth alone is fabulous.  I close my eyes and face directly into the beam through the window and know I'm soaking up the vitamin D and warmth.  I could sit here all day long and enjoy it like a cat taking a sun bath.  Hey, maybe I should roll around on the carpet.   Seriously folks, it is Sunday morning and we are home this weekend.  We went briefly to the cabin and enjoyed a wonder...more

Help wanted

Good Morning!  It is me, Alex the cat!  I need some help.  Can you please help me? As you may know, now that I have access to my daddy’s American express card, I need to see if I could put it to better use than just ordering sushi for my dinner dates with my beautiful girlfriend, Gracie. I need someone to explain this EBay thing to me.  I know people put their old stuff on it, and then that other people buy that stuff....more

Shape me....Mold me......?

Have you ever felt like you were being pushed into a mold that you did not fit into? It's an uncomfortable feeling at best. I'm not talking about being pushed or shaped into a mold that God has intended for you....the best....royalty....chosen type of mold that sometimes we shirk off because of our own discomfort with greatness. That's the kind of mold we ALL need to embrace and try to grasp mentally and spiritually....even if our lives depend on it. So anyway, guess what? Your life does depend on it....more

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Everything I wanted to know about life I learned from Charlie Brown

There are many other Peanuts specials besides "A Charlie Brown Christmas." There's "It's Arbor Day Charlie Brown," "You're In Love Charlie Brown," and "It's the Easter Beagle Charlie Brown," just to name a few. Most of these, with the possible exception of "It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown," are nowhere near as good as the classic Christmas tale of the round-headed kid and the tiny Christmas tree....more

Let’s hear it for the boys…. Let’s hear it for my baby

It was Saturday night, and we were expecting friends over for dinner.  My husband, Marc, and I were about to start doing the prep work, so that when our friends arrived we could focus on them instead of the Cesar salad and shrimp parmesan over linguine which were serving for dinner.  As we were about to start cooking, Alex the cat, made sure to point out to us he was ready for his evening meal. “I will get it for him,” I called out to Marc.  “Is tonight a Pepcid night?” “Prevacid?” he questioned. “Pepcid, Prevacid…. Whatever?...more

Small steps for a grand plan

Today I had one of those come-to-insert-higher-power-of-choice moments. It started as a slight scolding from someone who is looking out for me in more than one way (which I deserved), twisted and turned into "I've been where you are" stories, and ended on a positive, action-oriented note....more

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Piercing My Nose. Or Not.

This was going to be a story of feminism and self-ownership: The search for my nose began as a child. Mine was round and very unlike my mother's regal Roman nose. My birth father was long gone, but old photographs bore evidence of a nose bent and flattened from repeated breaking, a hazard of soccer and Spanish blood run hot. My nose did not have the narrow British look of my grandmother's nor the prominent Italian bulge of my grandfather's. It had no match, no ancestry, no belonging. ...more
Tamara, I saw on Facebook you did get it after all. Originally a small dot, and now a beautiful ...more