I spent several summers at camp - church camp, some, but mostly day camps. I won sportsmanship awards at every camp. It was because I didn’t want to play sports, so I let everyone else take my turns. #confessions
Category: reflections
Popsicles, Sick Days, Cherokee Marriage Customs and the Novel Coronavirus
Day 10 Day 11 of COVID-19 infection is just as bad as day 5 when your immune system is already compromised, in case you were wondering. I worked some in the past few days since I work from home and - to be fair - I didn't know it was COVID for the first five… Continue reading Popsicles, Sick Days, Cherokee Marriage Customs and the Novel Coronavirus
#Goals (#vacation? I still can’t decide.), the next part
Or, weird things that happen when I travel. Okay, if you haven't seen the last post, go read it. Trust me. It's fine. I'll wait... Great! Now that you've read it, you have the back-story that you probably didn't actually need in order to appreciate (read) this one. It was worth the wait. I'm so… Continue reading #Goals (#vacation? I still can’t decide.), the next part
Focus
I'm sitting on my couch in chunky-knit socks with holes in them and a stained sweatshirt with the neck cut out of it. I'm watching musicals and eating a Christmas box of assorted chocolates like I just went through a Bridget Jones-level breakup. And I just found out over the past week that times like… Continue reading Focus
Fire and Ice… and Hope
In December of 1920, Robert Frost published what would become his most famous poem of all time, "Fire and Ice." (Don't worry - this post isn't literary criticism, but I would like to set the stage for my thoughts.) The poem was not like his prior work; it was compact, succinct, but layered with meaning.… Continue reading Fire and Ice… and Hope
My Anti-resolution
I have a confession. I hate New Year's resolutions. I hate them for me, I hate other people's, and I think we should unite as a society and rise against them. Also, it has taken me way too long to realize how fun it is to post a blog and hear my husband's resultant sigh… Continue reading My Anti-resolution
The Best of Both Diets – a New Year’s Post
It is New Year's Eve, 2018. If the idiots people down the road would stop setting off fireworks 48 minutes before midnight, I would be asleep right now. Hey, it's been a new year in several other countries for well over 24 hours, already, so I don't need any judgment. *Thanks.* I'm ringing in 2019… Continue reading The Best of Both Diets – a New Year’s Post
The Greatest Fear: a journal entry in real time
There will probably be some typos, cliches, run-on sentences, and disjointed thoughts here. You've been warned. My husband is asleep in the next room after being home all day, sick. He will not love this post. I have to write it, because I have to get it out of me, and he will not love… Continue reading The Greatest Fear: a journal entry in real time
We Don’t Do That Here
I've been exploring and talking a lot about my feelings over the past couple of weeks. I hate doing that. I'm not good at it; it's incredibly inconvenient because if I talk about them I have to reflect on them and if I reflect on them I have to admit I'm not perfect and that… Continue reading We Don’t Do That Here
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