Feeling Blue

There’s an old proverb I once heard that fits our situation perfectly: “When the cat’s away, the mice will play.” Okay, so it only works if by “cat” you mean “boys” and by “mice” you mean “girls”, and if by “will play” you mean “go on a road trip to look at bluebonnets.”  Ah, the… Continue reading Feeling Blue

Can u rd ths txt?

It’s my birthday.  But I’m not going to tell you how old I am.  The people at Chili’s told everyone I’m celebrating 21.  And they’re right.  This is the 21st celebration of my 21st birthday.  I promise you, I remember it just like it was yesterday, which I’m truly convinced it was. In an effort… Continue reading Can u rd ths txt?

Booby-trapped!

********DISCLAIMER********* This is girlfriend humor at its finest.  Boys are welcome to read at your own risk.  But don’t say I didnt’ warn you. Part of the joy of growing older is the way “routine” medical checkups begin to change.  Suddenly, doctors are very interested in the most private parts of your body, needing to… Continue reading Booby-trapped!

It’s a Wonderful(ly Overwhelming) Life

It’s that time of year again.  The time of year when our calendars explode with parties, get-togethers, and activities.  The time of year when our days are filled with errands and shopping.  The time of year when our to-do lists become overcrowded with baking and cleaning and decorating and wrapping Christmas presents and addressing Christmas… Continue reading It’s a Wonderful(ly Overwhelming) Life

Waiting for the Blessing

Lately it seems like there’s an epidemic of blessing going around.  In the past month I’ve heard story after story of one friend after another who’s been promoted, or moved into their dream home, or been healed from serious illness or injury, or gotten that fancy new car, or seen God move and provide in… Continue reading Waiting for the Blessing

It’s like a snack cake for your soul

I’m not all that much into chicken soup.  Don’t get me wrong, chicken soup definitely has its place in the grand scheme of life.  But for me, comfort foods are more about sweets you can sink your teeth into than watered-down broth with slurpy noodles. And frankly, Little Debbie snack cakes make me happy.  They… Continue reading It’s like a snack cake for your soul

Remembering

September 23, 1997…the day I buried my father. So I guess it’s fitting, then, that today was our annual “Day of Remembering.”  As usual, we met at Restland for the traditional placing of the flowers and taking of the photos: We tried something new with our joint picture this time…one at the gravesite.  We’ve never… Continue reading Remembering