The rule is when yucky stuff happens, you’re supposed to count your blessings. That’s a pretty good rule. So I start counting them about like this: 1. my family 2. my friends 3. my home 4. my health 5. my model-gorgeous looks 6. yada, yada, yada Yeah. You get the idea. Remembering my blessings does […]
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People tell me that racial tension is a problem in this town. Maybe it is. I haven’t sensed it in personal encounters, but perhaps it lurks in places I don’t go. Junior high was my only real experience with racial conflict. In an effort to desegregate neighborhoods, brilliant politicians decided to bus black students to
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I’m a pretty simple live journaler. I don’t know how to do anything fancy, and I don’t pay a whole lot of attention to anything other than posting and reading posts. But I stumbled into my own user info today and found–much to my pleasant surprise–that three people had added me to their friend’s list!
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I could find lots of reasons not to like the fact that my husband spends four days and three nights a week out of town. But I’ve found one delightful reason to like it. He writes me e-mails. “Big whoop,” you may be thinking. “What’s so special about e-mails?” I’m glad you asked, because I
Where words took me by surprise. Read More »
I think you should all know two secrets about me. These are things that, up till now, only my parents knew. In fact, I didn’t even know them. But now I do. Here they are: 1. I am model-gorgeous. 2. I am a great comic writer. For those of you who know me, both of
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I just made a smoothie for my dinner. It’s yummy, too. Blueberries, strawberries, half a peach, and some vanilla yogurt. Mmmmm. I can honestly say this is one of the nice things about being responsible for only me. When I don’t have to cook for someone else, meals are ubersimple. I’m not a big eater
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“He who rules over men righteously, Who rules in the fear of God, Is as the light of the morning when the sun rises, A morning without clouds, When the tender grass springs out of the earth, Through sunshine after rain.” The words of a poet-shepherd-king from David’s last song, 2 Samuel 23:3b,4.
I am sitting here and supposedly I am going to work on my book. Yeah. That’s exactly what I’m supposedly going to do. But I’m not convinced. I’m trying to get used to this weirdness. What weirdness, you ask? Well, I’ll tell you. The weirdness of not having any living soul around. That’s right. My
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Luke will immediately recognize the motivation for this entry, and so will anyone else who read his live journal entry from last night. After reading it and posting my thoughts, I continued thinking about our propensity as humans to be discontent with our circumstances. In summer, we’re too hot, and we long for cold winter
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