Something you may not know about me –I despise summer heat. We only have a little AC unit in our window upstairs, so before bed I put box fans in the windows to pull in the evening cool air, and I close up the east side curtains. In the morning I frantically pull the fans…
I have to show you this picture I took out the window, as that preacher man and I snuck up on the backside of the Grand Tetons. Through miles and miles of Idaho potato fields we drove. Through flat open spaces that reminded me of the panhandle of Texas every once in a while. Nothing,…
I am methodical to an obsessive degree. I always start in the same place to clean house (which is unfortunate for the ending places that never seem to get touched.) I hang all shirts facing left on the hanger –top button buttoned. I always walk the same path around the neighborhood. My morning routine remains…
Yesterday I gave two munchkins and their cousin a ride home from Vacation Bible School, because their momma had to work. First we made a dash through the rain that would.not.stop. Little legs jumping over huge lakes of water to get into the truck. I buckled them in (and maybe I miss those days a…
It’s hard to decide what to love him for the most –the fact that he planned this little getaway for us, to dangle in front of me through the grief and stress of this last season of life –or that he got up first and made coffee. He is a good man. I lay on…
I’ve had one goal over the last month –to help my students be prepared for their Spanish final. Clearly communicating what they need to know. Explaining the test again –and once more for the kid who says, So what will be on the test? Going over flashcards. Practicing sentences. Because their GPAs are counting on…
Several months ago she showed me a picture of teacups, so we started gathering these for the wedding. I pulled out my grandma’s teacups from the basement; cousin Kayla filled a few boxes from the thrift shop; and my mom got on a stepladder to pull hers down from the top cabinet. Into the dishwasher…
This was the nightmare –that my girl came down the aisle wearing one of my mother’s slips and a bathrobe. I quickly yanked her into the seat next to mine and said, What are you doing? Where’s your dress? She said she had gotten it dirty and had ruined it trying to get the dirt…
The bell was just about to ring for seventh period. That’s when a curly-headed preschooler with huge brown eyes popped his head around my door and said, Hi! His dimpled hand was attached to that of my dear friend who had taken the time to find my room, so she could say hello on her way…
I wandered down the cereal aisle, because my boy wanted more Lucky Charms, and I’m the mom who buys the processed cereal. But I do always pack a piece of fresh fruit in his lunch, so there’s that. As I put the cereal into the cart, I thought about how that girl of mine would…
I was alone in the car, driving north on Helena Flats Road years ago, when I first entertained the thought of ditching God. I was disenchanted with what he was allowing to happen in my life, and I wasn’t too reserved to tell him so. I mentally packed my bags. You don’t care about me!…
I told that girl of mine she should put Corelle Ware on her wedding registry, because in my cupboard are a stack of bowls and plates that have lasted us almost 23 years. I’ve dropped them on the floor and have taken them to picnics. I’ve chiseled off eggs and cheddar cheese and avocado. I’ve…
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