Camping: It’s What’s for Dinner.
Not really. But we’re going. Camping. Me and the kids. Does that surprise you? It should. This is completely out […]
Camping: It’s What’s for Dinner. Read Post »
Not really. But we’re going. Camping. Me and the kids. Does that surprise you? It should. This is completely out […]
Camping: It’s What’s for Dinner. Read Post »
We are not a screaming family. Husband is quiet. I holler, but mostly happily / spastically [1]. The Kids as
Yesterday when we got to church, I looked up on the stand and saw my 10-year-old Kid 3 sitting there,
Do you ever feel the need, the deep, deep NEED to be poetic or intellectual or (dare I say it?)
It’s More Stuff, at last. Read Post »
I feel like Dennis Miller. Remember Weekend Update on SNL — back in the day before I was too old
Spring Break is over. The rain, the snow, the sun, the lazy, the productive, the hilarious, the movies, the competitions,
Monday. It really is. Read Post »
I’m feeling much better. Thank you. And sounding almost normal. Keep the prayers coming / fingers crossing / voodoo dolls
Ketchup. Catsup? All right. Catch. Up. Read Post »
At our church on Sundays, the teenage girls meet together, and as a rule, I’m not there. Because I’m not
… And if you have ever met my dad, you won’t be surprised. Words are integral to my dad’s being.
My Dad Has Some Words for You Read Post »
**UPDATE** Leave Comment. Win Amazon Gift Card. You’re welcome again. Okay, guys. My excellent older brother has written one more
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