The hubby’s birthday was the 31st. This presented a double challenge. First the day is 6, yes count them 6, days after Christmas. And New Year’s Eve. Trying to make his birthday significant with so many other things going on is a yearly challenge. I have failed in this […]
So…..in the last blog I mentioned that my shopping isn’t done. Not because this blogger is a procrastinator. That would be an easy cure, somebody would say something like, “get your act together sister girl,” and I would do it. My shopping isn’t done, because I bought presents […]
Before I tell the story I gotta give some background. Early in my marriage I returned home one evening to a very unhappy husband. He hardly ever is unhappy so when he’s upset we know it’s gotta be bad. Anybody that has known us for any amount of […]
Up until now only those close to Mr. B and myself know there was an unresolvable point of contention in our marriage. Note the “was.” This means this story will end either with a gushy awww or a giggle. So here we go….. Oh the point. My husband […]
I woke up looking for my glasses. Without them this writer is legally blind, and using the restroom is a risk. After 60 seconds of groping around the headboard, the floor underneath my side of the bed and Mr. B’s side of the bed I came to the […]
There is a bible verse that says God will exchange “beauty for ashes, The oil of joy for mourning, and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.” Which is all good and well when you’re reading it, but it doesn’t feel so good when a person is in the first part of each of those exchanges.
This year I’m going to be thirty plus twelve. So I got an idea, and invited my bible study class to come over and share some country food. I love all kinds of food, but my heart really gets into food from the Southern region of the states. […]
O.k. We are going back to school. I am teaching and my sons are going to college. Charlie is my baby and the did I teach him all he needed to know about life questions are lurking in the recesses of my mind. So those last minute conversations are frequent […]
So, when Chris recalled the story I recalled the moral. See you two still get along and don’t fight. Wasn’t it worth it?
Chris’s response was, “We don’t fight because we’re still scared of you, you’re crazy, mom.”Charlie nodded in agreement.
So, I stood up to see 18 students staring at me with their mouths agape. What could I say to save this moment. The teacher that wants to make everybody feels like all is good in the world came out…