Corn Chips
One time when I was in elementary school, I was staying the night at a friend’s house and we decided we needed to make a secret potion. I can’t remember what exactly the potion was supposed to do....
View ArticleGarage Sales
Our family is having a garage sale this weekend. I’m dreadfully excited. I’m sure you can imagine. Once my family had a garage sale when I was a kid. Actually, we had it at our house but it wasn’t just...
View ArticleSome Stuff about Things, and Some Things about Stuff
So this week our family has been blessed by the Evil Stomach Virus of Despair. And by our family, I mainly mean Art and I. Me. I? So much for my mad grammar skills. Anyway. Aside from writhing in...
View ArticleSisterly Love
My sister Laura and I are best friends, at least, I consider her my best friend. It’s possible she considers me a pain in the butt. And that’s a valid perspective. I am a pain in the butt. But I like...
View ArticleA Good Day for a Wedding
When I ran out the door with my sister on my wedding day, headed for the salon, I left my veil behind. We had to run back and get it. The makeup lady told us that my best bet was to go to Walgreens and...
View ArticleFlashback Friday– oh, yeah, right.
So I went to bed last night with a nagging sense that I had forgotten something, and this morning I realized that it’s Friday and time to flash back. oops. This week has been a bit crazy. And by “a bit...
View ArticleChanging
Summer is here now, with its long busy days of nothing important, but everything important, with new schedules and routines and changes and with children here and needing me and me trying to be here...
View ArticleWe Went Camping
We went camping with some friends once– they had two daughters about our ages and a pop-up camper. We had two tents. Our campsites were next to each other and not too far from the bathroom, and we went...
View ArticleLet Them Eat Cake . . . Maybe.
Once upon a time, back when I was but a girl, my mom agreed to make a wedding cake for someone. I don’t know who. It doesn’t matter. She made the cake in our home, and loaded it up in the back of our...
View ArticleBad Words
So this one time, when I was five or possibly six, my friend Josh and I were sitting on the hood of his family’s car, and he told me that the word idiot is a swear word. And I totally believed me....
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