Those who tell their own story, you know, must be listened to with caution. – Jane Austen
Posted in Faith, Life, Telling It Like It Is, The Girl on Feb 3rd, 2010
Oh how I wish my body could follow! I am one tired puppy, not just in mental power, but in my body too. And guess what… The kids discovered the exercise room. No, let me rephrase that: (Sigh) The kids discovered the exercise room. (Sigh) Did you know that you can’t just send your kids [...]
Posted in Family, God At Work, Life, Love That Man O' Mine!, New-fangled Contraptions, Telling It Like It Is, The Boy, The Girl on Jan 7th, 2010
Frozen like a popcicle, but definitely not dead. Holy crow! It-it-it’s c-c-c-cold in the land of barely above zero! Best find I ever made (other than Mr. Right of course) were those Columbia jackets (which is the pseudonym for coats around these parts.) We’ve had the range from -25º below to the balmy and bright [...]
Posted in Family, Holiday, Love That Man O' Mine!, Telling It Like It Is on Dec 29th, 2009
I cannot describe fully how fast these past few days have flown! It’s Tuesday already? How did that happen? We had a fabulous Christmas in Nebraska, enjoying every moment with Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Lynnette and our new friend Ga Hye (Lynnette’s new roommate). The time was awesome, full of life and vitality and lots of [...]
Posted in Books, Family, Life, Prayers, Telling It Like It Is on Dec 7th, 2009
I looked back at my post and was amazed that I hadn’t posted since last Wednesday. Sheesh. Where does the time go? Maybe it elopes with my missing socks or my sanity. I can’t find any of those of late. There’s probably a hidden truth in there somewhere, but I haven’t had enough coffee to [...]
Posted in All About Me, Prayers, Rants, Sigh, Telling It Like It Is on Nov 18th, 2009
Yesterday I awoke with the slight sensation of running tap in my nose. My throat had that tingling/sore feeling and my head had a slightly heavier weight to it. Throw in the 2 weeks of little sleep, and you’ve just mixed yourself a cocktail of trouble waiting to happen. I’m not sick really, but I [...]
