We Bought a Tractor

We Bought a Tractor

  It is a tiny tractor, on the scale of things, but big enough to make our grandsons think we own the world. Here is the thing: I did not know we needed a tractor. In all of our forty-five years together, I don’t remember my handsome husband ever saying,...
Best Words from a Husband

Best Words from a Husband

  Last week, I went shopping for a black skirt and a pair of slacks. If you know me, you are aware this is a form of self-inflicted torture. I shall admit up front that I failed. Mostly because I got lost in the Christmas aisles at Hobby Lobby and used up all my...

What’s My Job?

  I frequently forget what my job is in life. Every few weeks, I decide my job is to become a traditional grandmother who stays home, bakes cookies, and magically lives in two different cities at the same time so I can be available for every grandchild. That is...

What to do when Your Groove is Gone

Blame Summer –  Nothing can throw off the personal and household groove like summer-lack-of-schedules. I’d call it the Summer Schedule, but we all know you can’t call something a schedule when it tosses ballgames, play dates, and late nights on the...

Three Secrets for Surviving Change

  Happy Graduation Season! Mothers everywhere are trying not to cry while baby-adults are throwing off caps and dashing into the great unknown. Wendell and I have attended lots of graduations in our life together. But, this week, we enter a whole new phase with...