On our way home this evening, the song "White Christmas" came on the radio. Aub and Cooter were in the car with me, as I was humming along without really thinking about the song. The song continued, and the lyrics played: "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas with every Christmas card I write May your… Continue reading “…..with every Christmas card I write…..”
Some days I feel like I have a good grasp on this journey, this life. It's not an everyday thing by any means, but there are days when I feel like I'm headed in the right direction, down the right path--in raising my family, educating them, taking care of things around the house, and in… Continue reading Because It Looks Like Y’all Have it All Together
It's Saturday night. The house is finally quiet. I went in search of my Brit-coms on PBS, but instead a concert was playing. Missing the Brit-coms made me think about my favorites-- "Keeping Up Appearances" and "As Time Goes By" among others. Thinking about "As Time Goes By" made me think about their brilliant cast,… Continue reading If the House is Quiet and the Brit-coms Aren’t On, Then…..
Today a wise friend shared with me this sage advice that someone shared with her. Well. I am a script writer from way back. For as far back as I can remember I have plotted and played out in my mind how something should/could go. I don't know when it started, it's just what I… Continue reading Expectations, Script Writing, and the End of the World