I do not consider myself a whiz in the kitchen. I would say I’m a passable cook, but the idea of preparing food for others always makes me a bit anxious. I’m comfortable making a meal for my family because I figure they’ve gotten used to what I create. Others….
All of us, since childhood, have had dreams. Some my dreams were wild and excessively imaginative: it’s not often that a girl from a pastoral family in Kansas gets to be Queen. Some of my dreams were typical: like that “one boy” would actually decide he thinks I am cute.
I go through phases when I struggle with my worth. It’s my “Achilles heel” so to speak. I have seasons when I move forward in great confidence and self-assurance. My faith is strong, I’m willing to take risks, I believe in who God made me to be and the unique
My dog escaped this morning — EARLY this morning. I padded out to the kitchen around 6 am today. As per routine, I opened the back door to let the dog do his morning business in the back yard. I proceeded to make coffee and unload the dishwasher. I finally
I don’t normally buy this many groceries. After all, it is just my husband and myself. We like to eat, but really? We are still just two people. My kids are coming home for the holiday, and they are bringing friends. I like that. I like that my home can
I had the privilege this week to attend a special graduation; I went to a TUMI graduation. It was held at our local prison, and the gentlemen graduating were all incarcerated. I was invited to go by my friend who has been teaching the course the men were graduating from
If you were asked, “Have you ever lived in a box?” most of us would quickly answer “no!” Some of us would add in an additional you-need-to-go-to-the-Funny-Farm look. Have you ever lived, even for a day, in a small confined space? We’ve all been sick at some time and confined
Have you ever wanted some thing , or wanted something to happen and then realized how hard it would be to accomplish it? Perhaps you entered a race, and then later realized how hard it would be to actually train. Or maybe you had a goal to lose some weight,
I have always loved to color. I’m not a “real” artist: I can’t draw freehand. I do get enthusiastic about being creative. I thrive on decorating, rubber stamping, scrap-booking, occasional sewing or crafting, styling outfits, photography… I just like playing with color. When I was small, I liked finding dot
Life ebbs and flows. We all have good days and bad days. I have skinny days and chubby days. Some have productive days and lazy days. Others have painful days and pain-free days. It’s the nature of things; it keeps the process interesting. Bad days enable us to appreciate the