When my daughter Grace was a junior in high school, she and her friend Mary Caton asked me to teach them how to play guitar. After they’d mastered the basic chords, we started working on various picking patterns. Then I taught them some songs that required more fingering agility. While I was demonstrating one of […]
Rainbow, Meadow, Stream, and Dove Read More »
For a couple of years, George has been sending group e-mails to friends and family, sharing photos and updates about the backyard garden that he and Jacob maintain. Yesterday I received an e-mail from my amazing, creative, fun friend, Jeff Franzen, who took it upon himself to make a website featuring the photos and updates
I’m sure you all woke up this morning, poured your cup of coffee, and gazed out the window, sipping silently while pondering life’s mysteries and posing enigmatic questions like, “I wonder what almost half the people in Pineland, Texas, will be doing tonight? And what could that possibly have to do with Jeanne Damoff and
Hello, friends. I’m sure you’ve all been on the edges of your collective seats, waiting for an update on my adventures. Well, today is your lucky day! It’s also my second-to-last day here in the wet but oh-so-lovely northwest. For your viewing pleasure, here’s what I’ve been doing: Wednesday, November 4: Seattle skyline at sunset
Great Northwest Photo Essay, or Having Way Too Much Fun Read More »
Last night I officially launched The Great Northwest Speakathon when I spoke to the Northwest Christian Writers Association on the topic of “Language as Soundtrack.” What a great group of fun, lovely writers! If I lived in the area I would definitely be a part of that action. Thanks again to Athena Dean for inviting
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Yesterday my super-organized-party-planner friend, Jill, sent an e-mail to a bunch of college friends who will gather in December for a Christmas party. She wanted us to all go ahead and select the recipes we wish to bring (perhaps because she expects us to shop for ingredients in early November?). *Insert mental exclamation mark here*
Onion Casserole, Bean Loaf, and Whitney Houston's Birthday Party Read More »
Sticking with the blog-story stew metaphor, I guess you could call yesterday’s post the first ingredient: a tasty tidbit about Luke and Sarah, including engagement photos Grace took at Greenlake. The next ingredient in our hodgepodge of goodies worth sharing is also connected to Grace. Quite literally. By an umbilical cord. Yes, folks, today’s post
Yesterday I talked to my dad. I called mostly to ask if he will be available to shuttle me back and forth from DFW when I fly to Detroit next week, but before we hung up I said, “Happy Father’s Day tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll call you again, since I was lame-o and didn’t get
I’m not a fan of deadlines for the same reason I’m not a fan of alarm clocks. Or weeding. Or sanding ornate furniture. I’ll give you three guesses why. Heck, I’ll even give you three options to choose from. 1.) I’m a lazy sluggard. 2.) I’m a sluggardly lazy head. 3.) Both of the above.
Episode Update, in which our heroine deigns to lift a finger Read More »
In honor of Father’s Day, I thought it would be appropriate to talk about kissing. After all, everyone knows part of fatherhood (the attracting of the mother part, to be precise) involves romance, and romance involves kissing. But not all kisses are created equal. No indeed. There’s an art to accomplishing the perfect kiss. And