I spent most of my adolescent years trying to tame my eyebrows. Unfortunately, the House genes supplied our family members with bushy brows. That was okay for the House men but not for my sister and I. Every morning, I would sit on one side of the tiny bathroom vanity with my feet in the sink while my sister sat on the other side with her feet on the toilet so we could get as close to the mirror as possible and we would pluck away. I was committed to win the battle of the bushy Keep Reading...
The Diagnosis – AKA THE LIE
I rode my bike for the first time in such a long time that I cannot remember how long it has been since I last rode. As I pedaled down the country road, I wondered why I quit riding. I really enjoy riding my bike so why in the world did I quit? Oh, yeah! I quit because of the diagnosis. That’s why I quit. The diagnosis. When I was 13 years old, I had knee surgery. Whatever they did during the surgery didn’t make my knee “well” so I have spent 38 years adapting and compensating for a bum Keep Reading...
One Woman’s Weakness is Another Woman’s Strength
I have been preoccupied with getting my manuscript to the publisher so I have had a bit of a blogging break. But, tonight I overheard several ladies talking and it reminded me of a past blog. Enjoy! I hate doing the laundry. Really hate it. I would rather mow the yard in 100-degree temperature then do the laundry. When I mow, I at least know that my efforts will last a few days. When the sweet smell of fresh cut grass tickles my nose, I can look around at the nicely manicured lawn Keep Reading...
Things I Learned on a Recent Trip
#1 People don't people watch at airports anymore - they phone watch. Everywhere I looked, I saw people looking down at their phones. No one paid any attention to others around them. Could this be a major contributing factor to the increasing narcissism in our society? Years ago, I friend of mine had a professor make the prediction that "the Walkman will ruin the art of conversation. People will listen to a device and stop talking to each other." We were so enamored with the new technology that Keep Reading...
My Black Friday Lament
I went Black Friday shopping once. Once. Once was enough for me. It’s been years since that early morning craziness and I think I have finally recovered from the trauma. I had never heard of Black Friday until a friend told me how excited she was about “mapping out” the stores she and her sister would hit in the wee hours. She explained how, after the turkey was consumed and everyone was in their turkey coma, she and her sister would gather all of the sales ads from that day’s paper and Keep Reading...
Pieces of Santa
A few weeks ago when my husband and I were traveling to a different state for a college football game, we were touring the town’s quaint square filled with shops and restaurants. Even though it was only October, when my daughter spotted a “unique” Santa figurine that looked like it needed to be added to my collection, I bought it. The salesgirl wrapped it up (and I use that term "wrapped" very loosely) and she put it on the bottom of the bag. I had wondered off during the bagging of the Santa Keep Reading...
Brusher of the Month ~ Yep, That Was Me!
After dropping my girls off for school, I turned the corner in my neighborhood and was met with a picture of me. Not a good picture of me. But a blown up, bigger than life picture of me as “Brusher of the Month.” Me. As an awkward teenager. With braces on my teeth! Someone was going to die! How is it that my high school brace face picture ended up – blown up - on a traffic caution barricade at the end of a busy street in a busy neighborhood? Friendship. That is Keep Reading...
What I Found in my Closest in the Middle of the Night
I had a son that died. Full term. At birth. Unexpected. If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you may not know that about me because I have only mentioned it once – though it shaped me and my faith. Why don’t I write about it? Because I choose to chuckle. I choose not to dwell on it. Though his death shaped me, I refuse to let it define me in a negative way. I was raised by a dad whose favorite motto and motivator was, “If the sun doesn’t come up, grab a lantern and Keep Reading...
Choices
I went to the paint store today to pick out some paint for my dining room. The first time I picked out paint, I chose poorly ~ so I was choosing again. I walked up to the display that held those little strips of paint colors and was overwhelmed. I fought back a panic attack. How was I supposed to make a decision with so many choices? How was I was supposed to pick a paint color from one little strip of color when there were a kazillion choices. And we all know the little chip of a Keep Reading...
Beach Day with God
Several of my friends are facing very hard things in their lives right now. These trials reminded me of my beach day… Stay strong and brave, friends! Last spring, my husband and I were fortunate enough to be taken on a trip around the coast of Spain. We didn’t really know anyone on the trip very well so one day we found ourselves at the beach by ourselves. I wanted to go to the beach but my husband – I’ll call him Jack (because, well, that is his name) – did not care to be at the beach but I Keep Reading...
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