Margarietaville
Wayne and I are taking this week off to play and relax with friends and visit the Florida Keys. We will be sampling the local margaritas and sponge cake and singing along with Jimmy Buffett. I’ll be back at work next Monday, but in the meantime I’m soaking up the sunshine and the laughter.
Cry Baby
Remember how I complained about what a big baby my husband is when he’s sick? Well, guess what? Those words are coming back to taunt me. I’ve caught a wretched cold and am miserable. I have places to go, people to meet, and all my plans are crumbling at my feet. I slept nine hours Sunday night and took a three-hour nap Monday afternoon. I had chicken noodle soup for lunch and again for dinner. I woke up feeling crummy again today. No fair. That sound you hear is me whining and stamp Read more
Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Today we celebrate Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday. I imagine there’s a party going on up in heaven for him and for all he represented. I was a teenager during the race riots of the 1960s, but it wasn’t until I was a wife and mother that I came to appreciate Dr. King and his message. Yesterday Wayne and I sat in church with both blacks and whites, in a church that as little as fifty years ago was segregated. Thanks to Dr. Read more
Wide-eyed at 3 a.m.
My day got off to a shaky start. I woke up at three this morning, wide-eyed and raring to go. Don’t you just hate it when that happens?
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Just Do It!
I’m having a rough time getting back into my exercise regimen. Wayne and I landed in Florida with wretched colds, my walking partner got sick, and soon it was two weeks into the New Year with zero, zilch exercise. A funny thing happens to me when I don’t exercise: I get sluggish and tired and—okay, I’ll admit it—cranky. It’s just so easy to put it off.
A Sad Game for Seattle
Thank you to all those Green Bay Packer fans who sent me sympathy notes regarding the Seahawks loss this weekend. It was a sad game for Seattle. Wayne didn’t deal with it well at all. I went in to check on him about halfway through the game, and he was—I swear I’m not making this up—watching it with the sound muted. He couldn’t bear to listen to them lose and at the same time felt obliged to watch. And they say women are complicated beings.
Weekend Plans
Ah, Friday, the end of the work week. Wayne and I have lazy plans for the weekend. On Saturday I’m going to an antique fair and spend my Christmas money. This is the fourth year in a row that I’ve been to this fair. Last year I purchased one of my favorite cameos there. Wayne has his entire weekend planned around watching the Seahawks game, but I imagine I’ll lure him down to walk on the beach. I hope your weekend is a relaxing one, too.
God’s Little Surprises
Rules for Passengers
We shipped Wayne’s precious sports car from Seattle to Florida this time around. Because of inclement weather and poor driving conditions his Acura NSX didn’t arrive until yesterday afternoon. As soon as the phone call came that the car was in town and would be delivered shortly, Wayne started pacing like an expectant father. Once it was safely secure in his garage, he reviewed the passenger rules. Right off the top—NO KNITTING. Apparently it destroys his imagine. NO WAVING and most important of all, NO SMILING Read more
Winding Yarn
2008 Special Phrase
Every year I choose a special word for the year. It sometimes takes me a few days to come up with my word. In 2007 I had my word even before the first of the year and it was PASSIONATE. I long to live my life with passion and I believe that I do. For 2008 my word has been slow in coming and then this morning it dawned on me that it isn’t a word this year but a phrase. MAKE A DIFFERENCE. It’s possible for one single person to make a difference and that’s my prayer for this next year. I want to make a diffe Read more