Today I experienced a serious case of deja vu. I was working at my computer, having spent the day with the hubby looking for a building for our next venture, when he walks in and sets some library books on my desk. The one on top sent a shiver up my spine. “I’ve been here…
Make good choices. It’s the declaration I give my children when they leave. It should be the one I give myself when I leave as well. Good choices require consistent focus, and I don’t always have the consistency necessary to make things right. It’s amazing how the moment you think you have it all together,…
The reality of church is that the church is not what it was designed to be. I’m disillusioned, disappointed, or else just plain disgusted. I haven’t quite worked out the semantics yet. The only thing I know for sure is that I’m not happy with our current organized religious situation. Maybe it is the unpleasant…
There never seems to be enough time in the day to get everything done. I can start out with all of the good intentions – usually, I get breakfast and maybe lunch done – but sooner or later the sky starts falling. I’ve decided that it is partly due to me getting up before sunrise….
I need to break the money control on my life. No matter how much money I put in my account, there never seems to be any money in my account. I think there is a hole in my bank account. Every month my job says the check goes to the bank. The bank statement even…
The truth about how men and women are different is that there isn’t that much of a difference. It was all just a lie – probably started by some man – that no one ever stopped to investigate. Maybe lie is too harsh. It was a myth “myth, myth . . .” “yes”) that has finally…
The lessons learned from a broken candlestick reminded me that memories will never be so easily crushed. It all started with a noise no mom wants to hear. CRASH! The sound told the story without even having to look. My grandmother’s antique candlestick had fallen off the mantle onto the rock fireplace below. Glass hitting…
I am a good wife – in my mind anyway. I want to do the things that will push me to the head of the class. I want to cook three meals a day, keep the house spick and span, and entertain. It just seems that my wants have a hard time keeping up with…
We went to Cowboy Church on Sunday. The name alone should have told me that things would be different. If you know cowboys, then you know what I mean. I remember when I went to a bar in Texas, I was amazed that the cowboys were wearing starched blue jeans – that was their fancy…
Thank you for “Clean Sweep”, the TLC program about clearing out the clutter in your home. You see, I was a packrat. No, not just a packrat, but I was the queen. I had descended from a long line of packrats and then married into a family of them for good measure. When my husband…