Careful Planning
Our driveway is being replaced, which means for the next six weeks (don't ask!) Wayne and I are parking at the neighbor's house and making the trek around our property in order to leave the house.
This hasn't been a problem as the landscaper anticipated this project and made a pathway for us to walk through. (See photo). I have to applaud those involved for the careful planning that went into this.
Family Ties
Last week was a week for family. That Sunday I flew into Washington, D.C. Read more
Alone with Thousands of Books
I spent all day Monday in Westminster, Maryland, at the Random House warehouse, signing books to be shipped out to bookstores across the country.
Little Women
Heart Pounding Excitment
This morning was filled with a bit of excitement when we got hit by a thunder and lightening storm. I was swimming my half mile in the local pool when we lost electricity. The entire area went pitch dark. I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. Then the alarms started to ring, rivaling a huge burst of thunder, which shook the building. That got my heart pounding loud and strong. A different kind of aerobic exercise, for sure. We like being different on the left coast. While the rest of the country is sweltering, we're
Grandpa Camp
I promised an update on how Wayne is fairing with Grandpa Camp. The best way I can think of to describe his 13-day constant contact with his grandsons is a conversation we had many years ago after I’d returned from a church retreat. This was the first time Wayne had been left alone with all four of the kids for any length of time—all of them eight years of age or younger. I was at camp, having all my meals cooked and served to me, laughing with my friends, listening to inspiring, uplifting messages. Read more
Grandma Camp
I regret it’s taken so long to update a blog. As the saying goes, I’ve been so busy I’ve been chasing my own tail!
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Happy 4th of July!
I can’t think of the 4th of July without remembering a parade we took the kids to when our son, Ted, was about five years old. He was completely enthralled with the marching band and asked all kinds of questions about the musical instruments. I was so pleased our son was showing interest in playing an instrument that I picked him up and asked him which one looked like the most fun and which one he would like to learn how to play. Ted thought it over very carefully and gave me his answer. The whistle!
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