Hungry mamas are dangerous creatures when they see posts on FB about cakes. Dear weather system bringing all this heat to WV, iff I had wanted Florida weather, I would have went to live there. I did laundry and dishes and set my 12 and 14 year old to sweeping and cleaning the bathroom. Goes… Continue reading A Little Bit Stir-crazy
I am sick and tired of fear. I’m tired of being afraid, and angry at fearmongers. The worst of it all is we are playing into their hands and allowing ourselves to be controlled by fear. What scares you? The Dark? Snakes? Latex balloons? The wearing of masks? Guns? Terrorists highjacking airplanes? When the World… Continue reading Are You Scared?
Sunshine. Blessed sunshine. I feel its warmth on my face through the kitchen window, and it reminds me of its brightness, which I have not seen for 20 years. The Amish Friendship bread I had for breakfast reminds me of my math teacher in high school. She used to make it and bring it in… Continue reading Some Memories and a Parable
The emails have been pouring in. One from the grocery store where I shop, one from my credit card company, yet another from a clothing store that I sometimes frequent, and one from the guide dog school where I got my first dog. All of them are basically saying the same thing; they want to… Continue reading Corona Scare: My 2 Cents Worth
Have the winter blahs set in for you, yet? Has the dark and cold and staying indoors got you down? I would like to say that I’m doing well, but then, I realized, I’m excited about the fact that I get to go to Bible study and praise band practice tonight. Now, I should be… Continue reading Dear Readers
The rain is coming down out there this morning, providing a tune all its own. It’s soothing as I reach over and pet the cats, slide my fingers over the braille in my Bible, sip on a hot, cup of coffee, kiss my husband bye when he heads off to work. At this time 20… Continue reading A Thanksgiving Post
Now, wasn't that title original? I choose not to get involved in the secret Santa scam on Facebook. I choose not to taste dill pickle soup. Choose this day whom you will serve, either the gods your father’s served on the other side of the flood or the God who brought you out of… Continue reading Secret Santa, Dill Pickle Soup, Cats, Teenagers, Bible and Writing