Hey kiddies, gather ’round and let me tell you about the year I didn’t go home for Christmas. (This is a work of fiction, by the way. I really went home At least, I think I did. But as I read my local hometown paper, I’m getting the distinct impression I didn’t actually go home […]
Read More...I’m not one of those people that can manage to do their Christmas shopping in October and be all done when the holiday rolls around. Starting too early leads to one of several scenarios: I forget I bought the gift. I forget who I got the gift for. I forget where I put the gift. […]
Read More...When we are in the car, I fight my older son for the right to set the radio station. I am fine with a lot of his music, since small does of death metal allow me to pretend that I am not a middle-aged woman, but in some way hip, with it, or “in touch […]
Read More...When I was a kid, my Mom’s favorite thing to watch on television was the Billy Graham Crusade. My Dad liked The Twilight Zone, The Prisoner, and Roger Corman Edgar Allen Poe movies. So, naturally, I grew up with a morbid fear of Billy Graham. The hymn, “Just as I Am” still gives me a […]
Read More...On the way to school today, I was discussing English class with both kids. What were they learning? Were they writing? Was #2 son ever going to turn in any homework? And #1 son wondered, yet again, when he was going to learn to use colons. He’s in speech class, this year. I’m willing to […]
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