Dear friends, you are looking at a brand new certified Dave Ramsey Coach! Confetti, please. My favorite hobby is being in school, if you want to stop for a moment and have sympathy for my poor husband. In our bathroom is a little stand holding a stack of sign language flashcards my mom gave me…
When I was younger, I devoured books by Grace Livingston Hill. Almost all of her stories were the Cinderella type, except instead of sleeping in the cinders by the fire, the main character was living through the Great Depression. I remember reading about a heroine who was able to make a fashionable hat out of…
I bought groceries yesterday. Sigh. Is anyone else wishing an oxygen mask would drop down in your car after going to the grocery store? This inflation thing is for real. I just paid $4.86 for a bottle of canola oil. Rising prices make it easy to start a downward spiral of hopelessness and panic. We…
Sometimes all of these things happen in 24 hours: You wig out about money and then go into a deep depression because you think you can’t afford for you and your husband to take your son to college. You say you will stay home. You completely despair and think all of life is nothing but…
My first car didn’t have power steering. It was a ’67 Chevy, with bench seats and an 8-track player, from which I played Barry Manilow at full volume. I was a young girl, and he wrote songs, of love and special things, that made me cry. You didn’t try to eat a soft-serve cone while…
You should have heard us at church last Saturday night. That preacher man –who looked mighty fine –had us looking back on all the good in 2015. Three years ago we started a debt emancipation to pay off our building mortgage of 1.3 millions dollars, and today it is payed off. What do we say…
He had always told us about growing up in half a house, but it wasn’t until last week that I saw this picture of it. Grandma is standing in front of it there –wearing a pink sundress that she undoubtedly sewed for herself. With no indoor plumbing and quilts for an exterior door, it…
This is the time of year when dad would start to ask, So how we doin’ for your mom? We meant me. It started years ago when he would ask me to buy a few stocking stuffers for mom. Pretty soon I was buying the whole stocking. Then it was the stocking and a big…
Recently unemployed, I have had anxious thoughts and prayers about whether to pursue work or not. (It’s incredible the social pressure there is to get a job.) And why should I not work? My kids are grown, and I could easily go get a job as a substitute teacher this very day. But I was listening to a…
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