You’re Invited . . .
to Jacob’s birthday party! Actually, it was last night. But you’re invited to look at the pictures.
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to Jacob’s birthday party! Actually, it was last night. But you’re invited to look at the pictures.
You’re Invited . . . Read More »
Impressive Latin-esque title, I know. (Warning: Don’t try this at home. I am a professional writer and have experience making up words in various languages.) But I’m getting ahead of myself. My fun friend, Tina (locally famous for her spaghetti pie recipe), tagged me, and the first rule of the game is to post the
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El Diablo on Queen Anne in Seattle makes some of the best coffee I’ve ever tasted. It’s also a work of art. See for yourself.
Coffee suitable for framing Read More »
A song is playing in my head and has been for the past week. It’s a song Curtis wrote and intended to use as part of his proposal to Grace. He didn’t, but he sings it in concerts. I wish I could link to a recording, because the music, his guitar, and his voice magnify
Yesterday I returned home after a week in Seattle helping Grace and Curtis make wedding plans. We had a fantastic time and accomplished quite a bit. Oh, man. They are way too adorable. I had so much fun just watching them together. It was a rich and precious time. We laughed a lot, talked about
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(edit: I added links to the videos. Just click the song title. Be sure to warm up your smile first.) Here she is, the adorable Feist: 1. 1-2-3-4 from her new album. The choreography is perfect in its delightful cheesiness. I love her for not taking herself too seriously and doing it with so much
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I filed our taxes today. I can’t even tell you how many tedious hours I spent Tuesday and Wednesday preparing them. Am I the only one who wonders if some of those worksheets were designed by a bunch of disgruntled Dilberts as a prank? I imagine them snickering as they hunker over cups of cold
Uncle Sam can plan his vacation now Read More »
This was my fifth year to attend Mount Hermon. They always hold the conference over Palm Sunday weekend. Three of the previous years the weather was cold and rainy the whole time. The fourth was a mixture. But this year the weather was glorious. Not that I go for the weather. It’s a professional conference
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Sometimes, when I’m absent from this journal for a long stretch, coming back to the composition box feels like stepping into a dusty, old, abandoned house. I imagine my voice echoing off the walls, because everyone gave up on me long ago and moved on. But even if that’s the case, I want to speak