A couple of weeks ago, one of Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop prompts was: Share a day in your life represented only in pictures and the time the pictures were taken. I loved Katie’s (of Sluiter Nation) so much that I wanted to try one of my own. This was a fun exercise. Thursday, September 27:…
While everyone is giving three cheers for surviving their child’s first day of school today, I’m cracking open a cold one, sighing heavily and praising God that I survived my first day back from vacation. Today started way too early and made me wish I had slept more while I was in Cabo San Lucas…
I left my phone in my friend’s car Monday night. The circumstances are still a bit hazy aren’t important. Upon discovering this Tuesday morning and after the twitching subsided, I actually enjoyed being without my phone for two days. Honestly. Because I have a laptop. Yes, I was fine until the electricity went out for…
I need a day of unwashed hair, unbrushed teeth and no bra. Just one day. I need 24 hours in my favorite jammies, hiding out in the comfort of my bed, drifting in and out of sleep while watching bad TV. Just one day. I don’t want to separate darks from whites, build Lego towers,…
It’s not unusual for me to leave clothes in the washer or dryer overnight or to walk out of the house wearing my slippers, but it is unusual for me to put Windex in the refrigerator, completely miss an appointment that I not only have on my phone calendar with an alarm reminder, but also…
Last night Lucas finally went to sleep somewhere between 8:00 and 8:30, after multiple pleads visits from both Mom and Dad to “settle down”. I love this time of the day, the hours that we reclaim our house and get to enjoy the peace, the calm after the storm, if you will; a real conversation,…
Home: the place where my husband and son are. Both people bring so much comfort and joy to my life, but I am truly at my happiest in one of two other places; walking along the beach with the warm sun kissing my face, watching seagulls fly overhead, getting lost in my thoughts while at…
When I think of vacation, I picture quality time spent in a poolside lounge chair with a great book, a pile of magazines and being served too many cocktails. I also associate vacations with letting my hair down, uninterrupted conversations, new experiences, sleeping in and room service. I envision escaping it all: laundry, bills, TV;…
The line expands and contracts as I watch people come and go throughout the 8:00 hour. Busy hands operate whirling machines as they stir and whip up concoctions for patient and thirsty patrons looking for their morning fix. Some customers are in a hurry; smart phones in hand, exuding an “I’m busier than you” attitude while…
A quiet Sunday, alone in the house, breakfast dishes had been cleared and beds made. I was caught up on my favorite television shows, had no phone calls to return or e-mails that needed my immediate attention. I had worked out and showered. I had zero obligations for three hours. Three blissful hours of free…
