Special Family Day Gone to Pot–Briefly (Confessions from Jennifer)
Why is it that once you decide that it is going to be a fun family day, then all craziness breaks loose? We had planned that today would be a light school day–just some reading and creative writing– so that we would have time to make a gingerbread house, and make special Christmas Nativity picture…
White Snow, Red Curry
Mmm, this is my second helping of red curry this afternoon. I came home from work, ravenous and snowy. I was going to join the family at our Y, but the car I’m driving doesn’t have windshield wipers. I figured the first few roads would be my test to see if it would be safe…
Lights in the Mist Around Us
What a cool misty, foggy night out as we drove back from the Y tonight after swim team practice. Wet, cold air wrapped around us as we walked to the van. Then it enveloped our vehicle as we drove. On longer stretches of the road that dipped into valleys, the fog was so thick that…
Want to Hear Something Sad but Funny?
So, with my family’s background of living in war-torn West Africa, and then later my kids seeing their grandparents in that same situation and occasionally fleeing violent political situations, my kids and I have often talked about the fact that anyone could die at any moment. We recognize that there are “bad guys” here too…
Too Cold for Sandals Now
Well, you will be happy to know that I changed out of my flipflop sandals this week into normal shoes. (Actually they were cute little black, pointy boot things, with side zippers)–But enough of the girl stuff! I sense the gentlemen shaking their heads… So what’s new? Hmmm, sipping a nice cold cherry pepsi,looking out…
Pumpkins Guarding My Front Porch
Driving home from the Y this afternoon, my main plans were to get the piles of clean laundry up off my floor and to make supper before Heather came over for our wives’ Bible study later on tonight. Seeing the awesome autumn leaves swirl across the highways, though, suddenly made me want to pull over…
My Dad: A Terrorist or A Spy?!
What? A terrorist or a spy? No. My dad is a missionary, but on his way to Ghana this month, he was detained at our local airport for an hour and a half. Looking at his passport, the officials studied his photo nervously, noting that the photo was cut crooked and didn’t have the clear…
Quiet Music, Quiet House
Sleepy. Tired. Good junior high retreat this weekend. Came home Sun.evening, left to race to the airport for a quick pick up, home. Sleep. Work this morning. Quiet music. Quiet house. Recuperating. Life’s good. Beautiful rust-colored fall leaves; damp, cold rainy day makes scarves and turtlenecks cozy. Red blanket spread invitingly across my couch by…
Our New Little Nephew From South Korea
We met our Korean little nephew on Wednesday! A whole group of excited extended family met at our house from around the state. Then piling into several vehicles, most of us raced down to the airport. My daughter’s excitement to meet her new cousin Jack was overwhelming to her, and her small cardboard cup of…
Bacon in Heaven?
Friday, September 28, 2007 “Mom, I bet they’ll have bacon in heaven!” said my daughter confidently and happily. “And I bet they won’t even need to kill pigs to get it!” she continued. “Cuz we like pigs, even if they are dirty, right? They’re nice.” –Heaven ponderings from my eight year old. 🙂 Also today,…