It started with a headache. Then it spiraled into a spring head cold that I do NOT want. In an effort to minimize symptoms I’ve been hitting the thyme tea, thyme honey, and extra-dosing on vitamins. Before going to bed I’m taking a generic version of Nyquil that puts me out quicker than a cat about to upchuck a fur… Read More
An iWatch Made for Middle-aged Eyes?
iSquint by Apple? As much as I enjoy the Apple products we own…computers, cell phones, iPad, Apple TV…I will not jump into the iWatch arena at this point. The reason? I have a hard enough time reading stuff on my iPhone! I can’t imagine trying to read font that fits into a space the size of a watch face. Yeah,… Read More
Drink, Don’t Sip
Truly, we know that we cannot really subsist on little sips of life. The wild force in a woman’s soul demands that she have access to it all. ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estés
One Peace At A Time
What brings you peace? Is it a moment, a space, a place, a face? How does it feel to you? Our church has put out a challenge that I’m enjoying. Each week during the fifty days of Easter our pastor—Linda Frieson—gives the congregation a word to “discover†during the week. We are to heighten our awareness of “the word†and… Read More
Sweet Memories
I stood in line at the checkout counter juggling a ten-pound box of Milk Bones and several other bags of dog treats. Yes, I should have grabbed a cart. No, I didn’t intend to buy an armful, but there I was. The man in front of me was cranky. He wanted to know if the child’s toy he was purchasing… Read More
The Way To Talk To A Wife On Her Birthday
The night before my birthday I asked my husband if he minded waking up with an older woman. He said he was looking forward to it because it meant I would be even more interesting, more laced with experience, and more complex.  Then he said he’d better stop talking before he said something I would misconstrue. He knows me so… Read More
A “Question-able†Gift
A woman with sole A saucy young woman I know has a knack for asking questions that cause me to   pause and think. The cheeky woman’s name is Amanda. Amanda was my daughter’s college roommate, and quickly became a part of our extended family. I will credit/blame her for teaching my daughter how to dance with furniture when there… Read More
The Swan Dive
Traffic zoomed by us, distracted and weary. It was late afternoon; the sun played peek-a-boo with a few low hanging clouds, and the wind was downright rude in its behavior. My studley husband had our dog, Booker, on leash as I walked alongside trying not to get tangled in the twenty-six feet of retractable line. Booker likes to weave, and… Read More
If You’re Riding High, Why Not Pull Someone Up With You?
Yeah. Why not? I remember my undergrad anthropology class professor, Dr. Nancy Black, saying there are two kinds of women. She said it much better than this, but in a nutshell… –The first kind of woman feels she had to struggle every step of the way to become successful, so dang it, every other woman needs to do that too. This… Read More
Catalog Envy
Okay. It’s not the catalog itself I envy it’s the story being told inside the front and back covers. I can think of two catalogs that I admire far beyond the merchandise carried, and I like the merchandise. A lot. Which two? Duluth Trading Company and Toms. Duluth Trading Company often uses real women who do real “hands on work  Read More
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