Hospital shows have been around forever, from the long-running soap opera General Hospital (my babysitter used to watch that when I was a kid; is it still on?) to ER to Scrubs to Grey’s Anatomy. I confess I’ve not watched any of them, but apparently they’re very popular and successful. So, maybe I should jump […]
ICU. (You may want to fasten that gown.) Read More »
::Episode #487 in the “Where’s Your Hall Pass?” chronicles:: Sunday at the church’s potluck lunch. Joel (visiting missionary): How many children do you have? Me: Three Joel: And how old are they now? Me: 25, 23, and 21 Joel: (pauses) No way! Me: Way. Joel: (grinning) You must have started having them when you were
His hair is a helmet. Read More »
Some of you may have wondered why our European saga screeched to an abrupt halt in the middle of our first night in France. Let me sincerely apologize to those who’ve lingered on the edges of their collective seats for the next installment. (Judging by the proliferation of comments, there are about 1.75 of you.)
Last night George and I had brownies with vanilla ice-cream, fudge sauce, and fresh peaches for dessert. It was yummy, but the biggest treat was sharing it with Katelyn and her grandmother. Faithful, long-time readers of this journal will (probably not) recall this story I wrote back in 2003 about Katelyn and Luke when they
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At one point in our journey down ML (see previous post), we listened to some audio tapes of the kids when they were small. We lived in Nacogdoches at the time, and the deep East Texas accents are thick. On one tape I interviewed Jacob. He was three months into an accelerated kindergarten class at
mad spelling skillzzz Read More »
I’ve pretty much been absent from cyberspace for the past week. I’ve also been absent from most of my normal routine activities. And for good reason. Grace and her way-too-adorable boyfriend, Curtis, left paradise (i.e., summer in Seattle) and spent the first week of August with us here in boiling East Texas (motto: “Let’s sweat
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After dinner I was minding my own business, serving up a little ice cream and looking forward to the imminent enjoyment thereof, when George leaned on the counter and began scrutinizing my scooping technique. I could feel more than see the critical expression on his face. “Maybe I should show you the proper way to
awakening my inner brat Read More »
We arrived home yesterday after five days in the Colorado mountains where they were having a bit of a heat wave. Yeah. Almost 80 degrees for the high. I had to wear sun screen instead of a jacket when we biked from Vail Pass to Avon. Hard times. Now we’re back in the East Texas
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When Rusty arrived Wednesday morning he mentioned that he and Jacob were heading to Longview to buy a rake. (Note: this would be some sort of farm equipment–not your standard yard rake for autumn leaves.) George turned to Jacob and asked, “What are you going to buy in Longview?” Before he could answer I whispered,
Would you like that rake gift-wrapped? Read More »
I have a blog just for photos, and during the month of July I plan to post one new picture a day (except for days I’m away from my computer and can’t). Feel free to drop by often. Meander amongst the archives. Stop and smell the digital roses. Whatever. I’ve already posted today’s shot. The
Candid camera, and please pass the mustard Read More »