When is an Update not an Update?

When you have nothing to tell... Today I was folding 12 loads of laundry at the laundromat -- a task that left a lot of time for thinking, especially since the two TVs were playing dueling soap operas. Turning to the load of hot-from-the-dryer darks, I picked up one of my husband's work shirts. "He... Continue Reading →


This weekend…

I talked to my husband without any interruption from our children. I slept in till nine on a Saturday morning. I ate coconut pecan french toast. I browsed a used book store. I only had one child. I sat up talking with adults. I got a full night's, uninterrupted sleep. I ate onion rings at... Continue Reading →


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