sardonically [safe]

I prepared a blog post earlier this week and ended up accidentally deleting it.  After much time trying to recover it, I realized it is in a realm of cyber space I cannot enter.  At least without ample assistance.  I’ve kept the same title, but revamped what I originally wrote.  It wasn’t that great anyway.  … More sardonically [safe]

the weather

I titled my blog, “Once Upon a Sunny Day”.  There’s a reason for that, and honestly it doesn’t have that much to do with weather.  It’s another story.  For another day.  Maybe.  But today, I want to write about the weather.  The weather can be a royal pain.  Like this crazy hurricane named Isaac.  Isaac … More the weather

the.church.search

Today our family will visit a church for the first time.  To protect the innocent, I will not name names.  We’re without a church home and would like to quickly find a place that will be ours. Our family has more than a fair share of ministry baggage, as in we’ve been on the inside … More the.church.search

camping w/dogs

If you pay attention, you can overhear a lot.  For instance, I’m listening right now while a woman tells another woman how her cat recently had to be put down.  I’m sitting in my van, in the Lexington Music Academy parking lot.  The woman who didn’t just lose her cat invited the pet mourner to … More camping w/dogs

sensory.overload

The past few weeks have left me fairly exhausted, if not in a physical way, at least in a sensorial.  Can a person be sensorially exhausted?  If so, I am. I have felt: overwhelmed disappointed excited contemplative worn out happy confused relaxed In the past few weeks: I have seen and met people from all … More sensory.overload

{big.city.big.world}

This afternoon we left our boy in Cincinnati, a much.much.much larger city than our town of Lexington.  He’s spending a week at the Cincinnati Conservatory of Music. As of today, there’s a possibility he might want to attend college there, on the University of Cincinnati campus.  Again, Cincinnati is a much.much.much bigger city than ours. … More {big.city.big.world}

who’s Eleanor?

Names interest me. I can’t remember the title, but yesterday I saw a book at the library that had something to do with an intense methodology to use when choosing a baby name.  We chose to name our son after my husband and our daughter after my sister [no science except biology involved, thanks].  Lately … More who’s Eleanor?

evaluation

I’m a journaler.  I like to write.  Obviously, I have a blog.  I write prayers.  I write how I’m feeling.  Generally, I journal more when I’m feeling blasé and/or sad than I do when I’m gleeful.  One night a few weeks ago, when my husband was away, I skimmed through my current journal.  The first entry … More evaluation

700 wives

Last evening at church, the sermon was based on the book of Ecclesiastes.  The pastor talked about King Solomon and mentioned this particular king had 700 wives and 300 concubines.  He didn’t spend a lot of time expounding on this, as that wasn’t the crux of the sermon.  Yet, throughout my time sitting there listening, … More 700 wives