Lamm Chops
MY RECENT POSTS
- Nobody Cries for No Reason
April 19, 2012 03:57PM - I Didn't Play with Barbies
February 01, 2012 11:07AM - The Puppy
January 04, 2012 03:16PM - Just one more . . .
October 07, 2011 04:43PM - Fernsy's Open Call - My First
Post EVAH
August 09, 2011 12:02PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “This story is
captivating JL - thank you for
sharing - what a
memorial
weekend tr…”
May 25, 2012 10:22AM - “This is fantastic Bell -
leaves me speechless this
am.”
May 25, 2012 10:14AM - “Amen 500 - bookmarking
this for the future”
May 24, 2012 03:53PM - “I don't want to know
what I would do in this
situation - I
hope I would
forgive b…”
May 22, 2012 10:06AM - “Gotta have a license to
drive but anyone can procreate
- so
sad for all of the
ki…”
May 22, 2012 10:04AM
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Nobody Cries for No Reason
She flung her arms around my waist and laid her head on my chest – my chin rests easily on the top of her head and I breathe in her scent – pencil shavings, breeze, and the dog.
She lifts her chin and trains her gaze upon me with her… Read full post »
I Didn't Play with Barbies
I didn’t play with Barbies when I was a little girl.
That set me apart from nearly every other little girl on the block who had their own set of Barbies, complete with Ken and the Dreamhouse.
I really don’t know why I didn’t… Read full post »
The Puppy
The leash lengthened and the puppy started to prance around the yard. I was so excited – I never got to do anything like this before – be in charge of something that was alive.
I’d tried many times over to help my mama with my baby brother. But, she… Read full post »
Just one more . . .
Just one more . . .
-Taste before I roll down the edge and put the chip clip back on the bag
One more greasy, salty crunchy taste and then I’m done.
I reach into the bag and feel the slick package under my hand – and I… Read full post »
Fernsy's Open Call - My First Post EVAH
This is in response to Fernsy's Open Call to repost the first post EVAH - it really wasn't that long ago for me - Feb. 15, 2011. Thanks for the chance to share again.
How I Got My Husband to Clean the House
BigBoy
I knocked and entered – he rolled over onto one elbow and gave me the pop-eye – “What time is it?”
“Time for you to get moving – you’ve got drivers ed this morning. Don’t forget to mow the lawn when you get home and make sure your sister gets… Read full post »
Sweet Relief at 10,000 Feet
We had a long day of travel ahead of us. It all started out at 7 a.m. on a Saturday when we left the tiny airport in FM bound for Chicago - final destination – Guatemala City, Guatemala to retrieve my son Mr. E.
To say I was a little… Read full post »
Open Burn
Open Burn
I’ve been furiously digging through old email trying to find a particular one that featured a Bible verse that I keep coming back to in my mind
“He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver” – Malachi 3:3
The… Read full post »
Pot plants and shrunken heads
My parents have lived in the same 1950’s rancher in the same Midwestern subdivision since 1974.
It is the one and only house that they have purchased as single people or a married couple. They paid off their mortgage years ago. And as 60-somethings on the verge of retirement… Read full post »
Little Sparks
Little Sparks
Hurry
– Run inside and grab that old mayonnaise jar from underneath the kitchen sink – see if you can catch one
Run or you will miss them – in the house she goes – bare feet squeak on the vinyl kitchen… Read full post »
Come on in . . . the water's fine
Why do I feel compelled to wade in where the water is deep and the current is swift - and begin to attempt the elementary backstroke - against the current?
Damn Facebook - Just cruising around this morning, in between work projects, attempting to catch up and then smack - there… Read full post »
The Dog Days are Over - NoT
As the parent of a teen and tween I am constantly in the market for ways in which I can embarass them.
After all a little retribution is in order - what with the temper tantrums at the grocery store, the farting and pointing in the check out line at… Read full post »
How I got my husband to clean the house
I think I have finally found a way to get my husband to unload the clean laundry basket instead of fishing around the bottom of the pile for a clean pair of jeans -
The mere mention of periods and puberty by our 10 year old Raisin sent him packing… Read full post »
Updates
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With Torture Banned, CIA Tries High School Awards Night
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OPEN CALL - Two Historical Events You'd Love To Witness
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HOW TO BE SUCCESSFUL IN ALL THINGS: Just fake it!
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The Mall (part 1): Classics for Conversation
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Hey! They Grow On Trees Now
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Smiling Lady Not Smiling Today
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I do not prefer a Heaven without Women , thanks anyway
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My Yacht Has a Hole in It~

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