. . . the holiday season.  Sixty two days:  November’s 30 + December’s 31 + January First = 62 days  I have decided to not be a BAH HUMBUG this year.  While I like Thanksgiving an.awfully.lot, I’ve grown to not care so much for Christmas.  Well, it’s not … More And so it begins. . .

A  few weeks back I experienced multiple days of wanting to sit in a church like this: I desired to be all alone, in a quiet, dimly lit sanctuary.  I wanted to feel the presence of God without interruption.  Just to sit.  For about an hour.  Bible along.  No music.  No other people.  Just me … More {preconceived notions}

I am an avid reader and sometimes when I finish a book, it’s like saying good-bye to a friend.  If the book is really, really good it can be difficult to reach the end.  Or if I read a new book by one of my favorite authors, knowing it could be years before they produce … More something brand-new

I grew up watching the Brady Bunch [and I loved those people].  My sister and I saw every rerun,  many times throughout our childhood.  Persons born in the late 60s or early 70s most likely remember a song the Brady kids sang, featuring Peter (middle son), whose voice was changing:  Time to Change.  The chorus … More The More Things Change. . .

This has been a week.   This has been a week of happenings.  Some of the happenings I’ve lived through before. Some of the happenings I have not lived through before. And, as the title of this entry states, I am still in the midst of the week, so I choose not to write about the … More In the midst

I’ve finally gotten around to {part 3} of our saga, aka The Story of Us, aka Chip.&.Deb, aka not so exciting people who sometimes do exciting things. . . .  Anyway, I’m taking it back to 1990-91, which I remember fondly as our first year of wedlock.  During that school year, my husband Chip finished … More Decisions {part 3}

Last Friday I had the opportunity to participate in something for the first time:  my workplace has organized prayer walks each Friday of September.  While I’ve been a part of prayer walks in the past, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect at this one.   a big crowd of people marching around (think Joshua … More walk

I decided to not follow a sequential order when recording the history of our family, so please bear with me.  I am skipping approximately 20 years between part 1 and part 2.  But if you read along, I think you’ll understand.  Our home on the south side of Lexington sold in December of 2010.  Our … More should’ve done this a long time ago {part 2}

A phone call was our family’s origin.  Actually, it was a series of phone calls.  My husband Chip [before he was my husband] called me and asked me to go to Balboa Park with him. We were in college in San Diego.  I said, “yes.”  We agreed upon the day, time, etc.  A few days … More the call {part 1}

When I entered the word discipline into thesaurus.com, these are the words listed as antonyms:   chaos confusion disorder  disorganization  neglect  negligence  permissiveness Chaos?  I don’t want any of that in my life.Confusion?  I’m usually confused enough, thanks.Disorder and disorganization. . . . . . . Let’s remove the prefix “dis” and I’ll be good.Neglect.  Am … More {discipline}