The barks and hisses are laced with spittle. My doors and windows are covered with animal nose art. And, for the time being, I don’t see an end in sight to these unplanned play-dates. Each day I bring Booker into the sunroom of our house to spend one-on-one time with him. We’ve established a routine that includes a training period…. Read More
The Christmas letter…
Each year I face a dilemma– AKA–the Christmas letter. The strain and energy that goes into staring at the computer screen is like pushing a grocery cart of goodies through six inches of snow. Uphill. In a blizzard. Wearing flip-flops. Did I mention the cart has one bad wheel? What’s in the cart is great, but getting it from the… Read More
Michael Crawford and goose bumps…
Now that Christmas music is giving us reason to hum along, I find myself waiting for favorites to come up on the radio or in our home CD mixer. Although, to be honest, I’m hearing less Christmas music on the radio this year. In the past one local radio station would dedicate itself to playing only Christmas songs from Thanksgiving… Read More
A dozen reasons to go “Hmmm…”
The stove timer went off just as I had thrust my hands in the sudsy dishwater. Of course. After a quick dry-off I donned oven mitts and pulled a sheet of fragrant chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. It was a cold day outside with big lazy snowflakes making sky-circles before coming to rest on the ground. I thought… Read More
A Pudgy contortionist…
She leaps, she flies, she snoops, and she pounces. Our new kitten is in the accelerated learning program of life. She has been accidentally stepped on, closed in a kitchen cupboard, fallen over the side of the stairs, and off the side of the bed. We sound like terrible pet owners, but the truth is she is so curious about… Read More
Christmas Presence
The red and green construction paper squares dangled off the artificial Christmas tree like earrings on a sixth-grader… a bit too gaudy, a bit too big. I looked over the written gift requests on each decoration and frowned. Christmas has lost its spirit. Each year our church sponsors two gift drives. The first one is called Angel Tree and the… Read More
Laughs from afar…
Some people fear their college professors; some hate their college professors, and some, like me, genuinely like their college professors. Mostly. Dr. “Mostly,” you know who you are. This semester I’ve been having some stumbling moments as I try to write a paper my heart isn’t invested in. It’s not the subject so much as the style of paper we’ve… Read More
Penis Envy
Okay. Maybe it’s not the penis, but a different aspect of the male appetite that I envy. Allow me to give an example. Today I went online and there was no shortage of advice on how to shed the potential calories stored after the Thanksgiving feast. Most of the accompanying photographs showed women running on treadmills or women drinking water… Read More
Unexpected kindness…
The shopping list was long and my available time was short. To make matters worse, this was my third trip into town for forgotten items. I’m hosting Thanksgiving and my scattered brain gives clarity in short spurts only. Wanting to shop local I first stopped at the food co-op. Most items cost more, but I’m pleased with the high quality… Read More
Phenomenal Woman
The following is a well-known poem by Maya Angelou. I thought, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, I would remind women to be thankful for all the gifts that make them a light in this world. I hope you enjoy the message as much as I do. Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built… Read More
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