Venti Back!

I don’t know how my voice carried like it did.  I’d lost it the day before and sounded like a frog. “Luke, H-E-L-P I’m bleeding,” I croaked. Normally I’d have to sound a bullhorn to get one of my children out of their basement oasis—but to my surprise when I needed him most my oldest came running. “What happened Mom?” he said startled. “I cut my finger—get me another towel from the laundry room. I can’t stop the bleeding.” He jumped into service grabbing what I needed. “Do you need […]

I don’t know how my voice carried like it did.  I’d lost it the day before and sounded like a frog. “Luke, H-E-L-P I’m bleeding,” I croaked. Normally I’d have to sound a bullhorn to get one of my children out of their basement oasis—but to my surprise when I needed him most my oldest came running. “What happened Mom?” he said startled. “I cut my finger—get me another towel from the laundry room. I can’t stop the bleeding.” He jumped into service grabbing what I needed. “Do you need [...]Keep reading...

Black Friday

Yesterday bringing in the newspaper took two hands—one to carry the news portion and the other the bundle of ads.  In our town that means the news weighed less than a pound and the advertisements a good five pounds.  It was a lopsided workout to be sure.  The ads went straight to the recycle bin.  I try not to go shopping on Black Friday.  Not because of any ethical considerations but because I don’t like crowds of people.  On a day when I’m tired from having cooked and cleaned for […]

Yesterday bringing in the newspaper took two hands—one to carry the news portion and the other the bundle of ads.  In our town that means the news weighed less than a pound and the advertisements a good five pounds.  It was a lopsided workout to be sure.  The ads went straight to the recycle bin.  I try not to go shopping on Black Friday.  Not because of any ethical considerations but because I don’t like crowds of people.  On a day when I’m tired from having cooked and cleaned for [...]Keep reading...

Sophisticated

Words have a way of sticking in your heart like a single drop of Crazy Glue to your skin.  In time the sting wears off but there’s always a residue left behind. Last year I had one of those experiences with Chase’s art teacher.  He hadn’t been signed up for her class but the woodshop teacher had, “serious concerns” about a kid like Chase being in his 3-D design class.  So, to meet his fine art requirement the art teacher agreed to spare her colleague and create an independent study […]

Words have a way of sticking in your heart like a single drop of Crazy Glue to your skin.  In time the sting wears off but there’s always a residue left behind. Last year I had one of those experiences with Chase’s art teacher.  He hadn’t been signed up for her class but the woodshop teacher had, “serious concerns” about a kid like Chase being in his 3-D design class.  So, to meet his fine art requirement the art teacher agreed to spare her colleague and create an independent study [...]Keep reading...

Less Is More

Leaning against the brick wall of our hotel, the woman’s blonde hair was matted and her brown face weathered and worn.  She barely raised her weary eyes to us as we passed by and mumbled, “Can you spare any change?”  On her lap was a handwritten cardboard sign that said she had cancer. My husband and I had just arrived for a much-needed getaway in the Gaslamp District of downtown San Diego.  Downtown was a stark contrast of glistening luxury hotels and high-rise office buildings and rough, dirty transients roaming […]

Leaning against the brick wall of our hotel, the woman’s blonde hair was matted and her brown face weathered and worn.  She barely raised her weary eyes to us as we passed by and mumbled, “Can you spare any change?”  On her lap was a handwritten cardboard sign that said she had cancer. My husband and I had just arrived for a much-needed getaway in the Gaslamp District of downtown San Diego.  Downtown was a stark contrast of glistening luxury hotels and high-rise office buildings and rough, dirty transients roaming [...]Keep reading...

380’s

Eighty dollars, eighty cents, and eighty percent—hold those three thoughts. When Luke left the private school bubble he’d lived in for nine years and started high school I knew it would be a big leap.   I never expected it would be like jumping the Grand Canyon.  It was.  He didn’t crash like Evil Knievel but there were a lot of bumps and bruises.  By senior year, however, he had it down and graduated with honors. When he left for college I knew it would be an equally big leap.  First […]

Eighty dollars, eighty cents, and eighty percent—hold those three thoughts. When Luke left the private school bubble he’d lived in for nine years and started high school I knew it would be a big leap.   I never expected it would be like jumping the Grand Canyon.  It was.  He didn’t crash like Evil Knievel but there were a lot of bumps and bruises.  By senior year, however, he had it down and graduated with honors. When he left for college I knew it would be an equally big leap.  First [...]Keep reading...

Waste Not Want Not

I hate waste and the older I get the more it drives me crazy.  Waste of any kind frustrates me, but nothing irks me more than wasting time. It’s been a lifelong battle and yet when I say this people are surprised.  I am one of the most productive time wasters you could meet.  Yes, I accomplish a lot but the trouble is I only have two speeds—overdrive or stalled.  There’s no middle ground and both exhaust me.  On one end of the spectrum it takes a lot more momentum […]

I hate waste and the older I get the more it drives me crazy.  Waste of any kind frustrates me, but nothing irks me more than wasting time. It’s been a lifelong battle and yet when I say this people are surprised.  I am one of the most productive time wasters you could meet.  Yes, I accomplish a lot but the trouble is I only have two speeds—overdrive or stalled.  There’s no middle ground and both exhaust me.  On one end of the spectrum it takes a lot more momentum [...]Keep reading...

Germ-A-Phobe

The other day I made the mistake of telling a friend this was the first winter in ten years I haven’t been sick and now I’m home in bed.  What was I thinking?  In hindsight, when she asked how I was doing I should have just said great and then I wouldn’t have jinxed myself.  Intellectually I don’t believe you can actually do that but while coughing, sneezing, and wheezing I feel like you can. She’s not the first person I’ve said this too, but our conversation was more significant […]

The other day I made the mistake of telling a friend this was the first winter in ten years I haven’t been sick and now I’m home in bed.  What was I thinking?  In hindsight, when she asked how I was doing I should have just said great and then I wouldn’t have jinxed myself.  Intellectually I don’t believe you can actually do that but while coughing, sneezing, and wheezing I feel like you can. She’s not the first person I’ve said this too, but our conversation was more significant [...]Keep reading...

Oh Christmas Tree

Last Christmas when I pulled out the decorations I swore I wouldn’t buy any more.  Somehow over the previous twenty-five years I’d acquired more than a department store would need.  That’s probably an overstatement, but it’s safe to say my collection had grown to the point it was time to downsize. This added a lot of time to the decorating effort then, but that investment paid off this year.  After Thanksgiving when it was time to break out the boxes I had the halls decked in record time.  Nothing even […]

Last Christmas when I pulled out the decorations I swore I wouldn’t buy any more.  Somehow over the previous twenty-five years I’d acquired more than a department store would need.  That’s probably an overstatement, but it’s safe to say my collection had grown to the point it was time to downsize. This added a lot of time to the decorating effort then, but that investment paid off this year.  After Thanksgiving when it was time to break out the boxes I had the halls decked in record time.  Nothing even [...]Keep reading...

Pygmy Marmosets & Flying Pigs

10-11-12 —A once in a lifetime birthday for me! Ten is my favorite number because I associate it with God’s perfect order and the way He completes things.  Eleven is my lucky number because so many good things have happened in my life on the 11th.  Twelve speaks to me of God’s elective purposes—the way nothing can thwart His plans for me. All great thoughts for me today especially when I hadn’t noticed how the numbers would roll out this year until I turned the page on my calendar. Then […]

10-11-12 —A once in a lifetime birthday for me! Ten is my favorite number because I associate it with God’s perfect order and the way He completes things.  Eleven is my lucky number because so many good things have happened in my life on the 11th.  Twelve speaks to me of God’s elective purposes—the way nothing can thwart His plans for me. All great thoughts for me today especially when I hadn’t noticed how the numbers would roll out this year until I turned the page on my calendar. Then [...]Keep reading...