::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 […]
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Go ahead and swim against the current. It’s hard at first, but one day you look around and realize you’re dancing on the tops of the waves. Here are some highlights of our Northwesterly Expotition: -> A leisurely Victorian tea at the Queen Mary Tea Room with Grace and Luke, served by Grace’s lovely roommate,
Last night George made chili. It was quite tasty and altogether satisfying, except for one tiny episode. There the three of us sat, spooning dainty mouthfuls of steaming chili into our dainty mouths, when Jacob suddenly stiffened, slammed his spoon down, and bellowed, “Bad bean!” If there’s one thing Jacob doesn’t like, it’s dropping food
I enjoyed the time with Grace as much as I expected to, but we all missed Luke far away in the frozen north. Grace and I spoke with him on the phone for a long time Monday evening. He assured us he’d be fine hanging out with friends and their family. Wednesday afternoon the rest
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*cue violins* Today marks one week since I entered this intimate relationship, yet it seems like we’ve been together much longer. How can something outside oneself become part of the very fabric of one’s being in such a short time? Ah, but therein lies the power of microbial persuasion. To tell you the truth, I
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George commutes between home and the university. He stays at my sister’s house several nights a week, because it’s only blocks from his lab and allows him to start early and work late. We’ve been married for more than twenty-six years. After that much time a relationship can become like a favorite pair of jeans.
So, when I said it’s exciting to anticipate all the adventures that await Luke this summer, I wasn’t thinking about his being blocks away from terrorist attacks. A little less adventure would be okay at this point. Yes, he was in London. Unaware of the explosions, his group attempted to take the “tube” to the
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Attention, L-Jarita-ville. I have a few announcements. Just follow the linky-dinks provided below, and all your dreams will come true. Or not. But follow them anyway. It’s time once again for a Celebration of New Christian Fiction. Check out this month’s blogger bonanza, hosted by the lovely and talented Marcia Laycock at her cozy little
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While we were in Seattle we drove up to Queen Anne and visited Brett, the Tea Man. (Click his name for a story I wrote about him in November, 2004). Brett prepared some Wen Shan Bao Zhong tea for our tasting pleasure. He described it as a low oxidized tea that’s classified as an oolong,
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Subject line grab your attention? That’s what Nonnis calls its chocolate biscotti dipped in dark chocolate. People, you have no idea. I’m pretty sure this is what they’ll be serving in coffee shops in heaven. Speaking of tasty treats, if you’ve never tried Plocky’s Three Grain Tortilla Chips, you really should. Think Sun Chips meets