I often describe the arrival of our grandchildren to our home as a hurricane that comes through the front door. A welcome hurricane, but a loud, spinning, and tumbling storm. When they leave and the front door is closed, their departure is like a vacuum. The house is back to the quiet of just the two of us. The nest feels empty and peaceful again, and I immediately start planning for the next arrival of the grandchildren and kids. I love the chaos that they bring with them. With so ... View the Post
Who is this career woman?
Dress from Ann Taylor. Rolling computer bag from Staples. I never dreamed of a career as a young girl. My only dream was to be married and have babies. So how is it that I find myself starting my 24th year in a career I never pursued and never knew I needed until I found it? There have been many twists and turns along the road that brings me to where I am today. I have been on an amazing journey of highs and lows and everything in between. When I started in the contract furniture ... View the Post
Jackson Hole Wyoming
Or, as the locals say, Jackson! What an amazing trip. Danny and I just returned from a winter getaway that couldn't have been any better. From the moment we touched down at the airport to the moment we lifted off on our return every part of this vacation was simply amazing. Neither of us are skiers so we were a little skeptical of what activities to plan in a ski town. As I researched "things to do for non-skiers" I was delighted to find a host of activities that piqued my interest. ... View the Post
The Bronco
Several years ago, as in fourteen, Danny and I were driving down 12th Ave when he saw it; a 1977 Ford Bronco. I wasn't quite as taken with it as he was but I knew he had always wanted one and so I encouraged him to buy it if he wanted it. His plan was to restore it and fourteen years later, he finally has his prized possession. During that fourteen years there were so many times he thought about just selling it at the stage that it was in. As with most restorations it seemed as if at every turn ... View the Post
Ties that bind & Cornbread
Most of my memories of my childhood revolve around the dinner table. There were six of us in our immediate family but somehow there were always more people at the table. My siblings or myself always had a friend or two over, and if any adult happened to be nearby, they were at the table too. It was common knowledge in our small town that mama cooked and cooked plenty, every night. We had a long farmhouse style table with benches on each ... View the Post
Girlfriends – Sacred Treasures
Remember Red Rover, the game we played on the school playground? During this game, the captain of each team chose the players until every person was on a team. I can remember my heart beating fast during the “choosing” portion of the game because I did not want to be chosen last. Honestly, in life, I still don’t want to be chosen last. Being chosen tells us that we are valued, wanted, preferred, selected, favored, singled out. The opposite of chosen is declined, turned down, refused, rejected, ... View the Post
