What Next

Some days take on a shape all their own. You schedule, prioritize, strategize, and synchronize. In spite of your best efforts, the result: foiled again. Yesterday turned out to have its own shape. I think I’ll call it: polysquarecircaparallelogrammaticrhombus. It had a least five sides, four at times. Occasionally they…

Mr. Sun

I hate to admit it. I despise weakness. But the truth is: the weather affects me. Friday was a dreary, gray, rainy day.  And my first thoughts this morning: Again? This stinks. As I started helping my 2 yr. old Tarah get dressed though, she flopped down on the carpet…

My Right Arm

Today I feel like I’m losing my right arm.  It’s Miss Mandy’s last day working for us to help care for our family.  She is getting married in a few weeks.   Here’s a re-post from last fall on what she means to us: For the last few weeks, each…