I have a plan. How about, this week, I tell you about these two things: Cousin Cate’s wedding and my boyfriend?  Does that sound like a good plan? (I’m telling you this here so I have to actually do it.) – — – Get this — I had gotten all excited about blogging and was [...]

Late summer and early fall in my life, when I wasn’t blogging much, was full with work, taking care of Mr. Four Year Old and preparing Miss Eighteen for her big transition in life: moving out of my home and attending college. I’ve already mentioned that we moved Miss Eighteen into a house about 27 [...]

After visiting Marisa and baby in the hospital on Friday night, I realized that I had a free weekend.  On Saturday morning, I hit the ground running with a list of errands I wanted to accomplish.  I picked up my mail at the Post Office, dropped a deposit off at the bank, went by the [...]

Well, internet, that cousin of mine had a baby yesterday after a very, very long day of effort on her part. I got to sit with her for awhile yesterday morning while she went through a few hours of labor with no epidural.  On one hand, the scene playing out in front of me was [...]

Well, it’s baby day here in Tennessee!  My cousin Marisa went into the hospital a few hours ago to be induced.  Little Rylan apparently enjoys his womb with a view but we’re giving that baby an eviction notice today. In honor of baby day, I thought I’d show you a few pictures I took at [...]

1. My cousin Cate to move back to Tennessee so I can have someone to share local life with again. 2. My cousin Marisa to have her baby.  One way (naturally) or another (induction), that baby will be here this week. 3. The desire to flat iron my hair.  I want to flat iron it, [...]

Yesterday was Orphan Sunday. Around the world yesterday, sermons were preached about taking care of orphans, meals of rice and beans were eaten to recognize the food orphans eat each day (if they’re lucky enough to survive starvation) and, hopefully, thousands of hearts were inclined to hear the cry of the orphan and respond in [...]

Well, it appears the story isn’t over yet. I’ve hesitated whether to write about this or not, even though the information is now public record. Last week, in a run-down gas station a couple of counties away, my former foster daughter was arrested and charged with a felony. I was sitting on my couch editing [...]