One upon a time, long ago, where blue grass grew in Main Street America, and front porch swings were a safe place to watch life go by, I packed my bags, folded up my new cobalt blue comforter with Dogwood Rose colored flowers to go out in the world and, if not meet my destiny, then hunt it down like a … Continue reading →
Swine Flu has turned a family member into a boarish-feeling, snout-snuffling, grunting, hacking, coughing, retching statistic of a media-hyped illness. How to turn this Swine Flue victim back into an up-right walking, clean-nose, easy breathing, content-containing-stomach owning homosapien? A Harry Potter Spell? Rabbit hair and dirt stirred into a paste and rubbed across the forehead? Definitely not. Media coverage has bumped this flu … Continue reading →
When life challenges, I tend to submerge myself into books. These books are like old friends and old places that are comfortable. I just finished Persuasion by Jane Austin. The Secret Garden is next on my list–yes, a children’s book. I read it first in 5th grade. Everytime I have ever moved, I pull it out and read it. Even … Continue reading →
Someone said the two most stressful events in a person’s life are weddings and moves. My son married in June in an outdoor, 102 degree weather. Yesterday, we packed up 80 percent of our belongings, said good-bye to my son, small-town paradise, great friends, and hauled ourselves to a new home town. It’s my husband’s hometown. We lived there for about … Continue reading →
Experience allows a more 20/20 perspective on behavior. Otherwise, the other night, I probably would have notched my stress level to Red Alert, incited an inquisition and reduced my little guy to tears. As a matter of fact, he was disappointed I didn’t make him cry. I was snuggled in a blanket reading The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins. … Continue reading →
My very favorite niece advised me to keep posts short. Perceiver of Truth will tell you that if you want a quick answer, don’t go to mom. If you want to sit down, savor a conversation, talk detail, then I’m the go-to mom. There’s a sign on my porch that says, “Sit Long. Talk Much.” At 40, I learned to … Continue reading →
When you are the mother of 5 sons, inevitably, the question is asked, “Do you want any more children. . . . maybe a girl?” The anwer? I have taught all my sons to read and swim. If I had one more, he/she would be illiterate and drown. Still, school is starting. My White Board Calendar is expanding its usage … Continue reading →
Noah Webster’s 18 28 Dictionary provides the quintessential defintion of education. Sadly, it probably wouldn’t be allowed reading in public schools today. “EDUCA’TION, n. [L. educatio.] The bringing up, as of a child, instruction; formation of manners. Education comprehends all that series of instruction and discipline which is intended to enlighten the understanding, correct the temper, and form the manners and … Continue reading →
Twenty-six years of marriage! Set off the fireworks: some sparklers, Roman candles, poppers and snaps, ground spinners! According to statistics on children of divorce, I should be a mess: addicted to drugs, a college drop-out, and divorced, too. My brother and I should be shorter than our projected heights, also, according to another source(I will update my sources once I … Continue reading →
A mom’s birthday is so different from the parties planned for a mom’s child. As a mom, I gather my sons’ friends, design a cake that will inprint in their memory, fill up water balloons until my fingers are sore, puzzle over party favors that are cost efficient but are die-to-take-home favors. A day of celebration, a day that hugs … Continue reading →
