Our frequent weekend trips, coupled with lots of work, have kept me from updating lately. But I’ve had family members clamoring for details on what’s happening lately in our lives (CLAMORING). I must keep my public satisfied, or . . . or they’ll be unsatisfied. Last weekend – – – – In June of 2006 a…
Mini Lilypad – Memorial Day Weekend
The park where we camped with my husband’s family was three hours’ drive into the mountains. We took the fun pickup truck which we rarely drive anymore because of gas prices. Still – how can you not take the pickup camping?? Tent, cooler, sleeping bags tossed in the bed, windows flung open, the wind in…
The Tyranny of Evidence
I sat down to write a blog about my last two weekends – one camping, one at the beach. Instead: "My true love hath my heart and I have his?"It hooks me on that one close word, that true –What, true because in saying so it is?For truth too oft repeated sounds less true. The ring…
I Wonder Why *ITEM OF CHOICE Feels So Good?
Sand. I wonder why sand feels so good. In my car. In my house. In my sandwich. In between my toes. Sand is awesome. Even when you plan a beach weekend with friends? And you drive real far to get there? And you pack up all your beach chairs and your swimsuit and your sunscreen…
Adventures in Chemotherapy
You know work is bad when you prefer spending the day at the chemotherapy treatment center. My job has myriad, disparate tasks. Myriad. And disparate. And here lately these pesky insistent little duties have all hooked their long fingers around one or the other of my limbs and started trotting off in their disparate directions, threatening to tear me apart,…