I could never be a preacher. When I was in school I lived for the essay question, or short answer, because I liked to ramble on and talk about things. I liked the discussion. Definitive anything still makes me uncomfortable. It’s not that I can’t make decisions. Sometimes there’s a white and a black shirt, if I can’t…
Cling to what is good. Someone said that, or wrote it. Maybe it was in the Bible, or from one of those philosophers with the names I can’t pronounce. I’m not sure and it doesn’t really matter. It is sound advice wherever it came from. I think the first word makes the whole sentence .…
We don’t have any doors in our house. None. A little over a month ago we decided to upgrade the doors. As is often the plan when Michael and I get an idea, we bulldozed right in and decided to replace them all. We’ve been in our house over eight years, they were nasty when we…
We have one of those flip out ironing boards in the laundry room. It’s on the wall across from the cat box and above the laundry basket area. We have two large mesh baskets and they fit neatly against the wall, under the illustration of a basketball hoop that’s hanging on the wall. Basketball hoop, laundry basket,…
Better safe than sorry. Bullshit. Ridiculous, alarmist nonsense, actually. Sure these words on the surface could mean, “make sure you bring jumper cables just in case your car breaks down,” but I take it to mean unless you are safe, which can mean a whole lot of things, you will be sorry. Taking a chance, being…
I need a new car. I mean I don’t really “need” one. Mine still runs, but it’s too big now that my children are older and it has 192,000 miles. The leather on my passenger seat split, so I bought these fancy seat covers, but they’re squirmy and move around a bit. They feel like…
We have a well at our house. We get our water from the ground. For those of you that I have lost already, don’t think Laura Ingalls gathering with a bucket type of well. Think big electric box thing and a huge tank that fills with water. That water is then pumped into our…
I sit sweating at the back of a room I’ve never been before. Years of rehearsed excuses taunt. I’m not like these people, not as bad. A woman stands. “Hello, my name is Sara and I’m . . .” I close the door behind me.
There’s Wait and then there’s Stay. According to Jack’s trainer, these two commands are very different. Wait means, “Hang on a minute and then I will ask you to come to me. There’s a sense of anxiety with wait, an anticipation.” Stay means, “Stay where you are and when I’m ready, I will come for you.…