I had a bank errand to run this morning. I prefer to pull up to the window itself instead of going to a middle lane and sending my papers flying through the air over me and into the hands of the teller inside. I'm a bit odd like that. So I chose the longer line and… Continue reading The Haves and the Have Nots–Thoughts on a Saturday Afternoon
Month: August 2013
Potlucks and Parties–Why They’re Not My Thing Anymore
I used to love buffets. Oh, the awesome options! I can remember the last one I went to. I got collard greens and pot liquor and cornbread and not much else. Seriously. That's not something I cook for myself very often, and I was in Heaven. And don't get me started on church or club or community… Continue reading Potlucks and Parties–Why They’re Not My Thing Anymore
Anxiety Girl and the Hemp Seed Yogurt
I got an e-mail in the past couple of weeks warning of the contents in Chobani Greek Yogurt. This triggered my superhero within, Anxiety Girl, whom I've introduced to you before. Her superpower is quite accurate—"Able to jump to the worst conclusion in a single bound." Ahem. The problem is my children LOVE Chobani Greek Yogurt. We only buy it… Continue reading Anxiety Girl and the Hemp Seed Yogurt
Know Better, Do Better–Shooting Arrows Part 2
Last night I wrote a letter to a friend who is fighting the victim mentality. I want her to know that not everything people do is aimed at her. Or anyone else for that matter. Sometimes it just is what it is. So tonight I'm writing to those of us, yes--including myself--who maybe forget we are… Continue reading Know Better, Do Better–Shooting Arrows Part 2
Positive to Positive, Negative to Ground
Today I've been visiting with a friend, who is fighting hard the mindset of a victim. Don't get me wrong, she has enough in her life to feel persecuted and put upon by, but I really hope she doesn't lose the battle. This is what I wish I had said. My sweet friend, You are… Continue reading Positive to Positive, Negative to Ground
The New Magic Words
Does anyone remember the "Please" and "Thank you" song? Please and thank you, they are the magic words. No doubt. They can carry you far in life. But there are two words that can make amends, change destinies, and heal hearts. I'm sorry. My sister Mess Cat pointed out to me the other day that… Continue reading The New Magic Words
“Our Liberation is Bound Up in Each Other”
I first "met" Hugh Hollowell as "The Marine" Karen Spears Zacharias writes about in Will Jesus Buy Me a Double-Wide?: ('Cause I Need More Room For My Plasma TV). He is the founder of Love Wins Ministry in Raleigh, North Carolina. Their mission statement is: We feed people… But we are not a feeding ministry.… Continue reading “Our Liberation is Bound Up in Each Other”
Tea Olives and Tales and Teasing
The littles and I went to visit our "Pirate" at my alma mater--her college today. I am not old enough to have a daughter in college. Seriously. When I started school and began first grade, I had Mrs. Partain and Mrs. Crouch. Most of my time was spent with Mrs. Partain. Everyday before I left… Continue reading Tea Olives and Tales and Teasing
The Puzzle of Prayer
Tonight after supper the littles asked to take a walk. It surprised me. I'm used to them asking for dessert, or to play some kind of electronics, or to watch a tv show. But to take a walk? It's been a while. And the irony of them asking on this day. It just about made… Continue reading The Puzzle of Prayer
For the Birds
I originally wrote this four years ago about a walk I took in August 2009. I wrote it in December of 2009 to be included in a Hope Book of encouragement in which family and friends shared stories and pictures and laughter with Mama and Daddy, as Daddy began his fight against Lymphoma. Lately I've really… Continue reading For the Birds
I Might Need A Nap 