Here’s another one that pops up all the time: Hilton Head, September 2001 I think the computer throws this one up on my screen to taunt me, rubbing my face in time’s passage, as if I’m not painfully aware of it Every Blessed Day. In this photo, my William is Just Five. Maybe five and […]
Read moreWilliam’s basketball team is called the Fire-Breathing Horned Eagles. This, because some of the boys wanted to be hornets, some eagles, and some dragons. Their name, you’ll agree, is the perfect compromise, even if it doesn’t conjure a clear image. They go by “Eagles” for short. Standing in front of the gumball machine at the […]
Read moreI think I’ve mentioned before that I am not cool. Definitely not cool. I won’t argue the why’s and wherefore’s here (but the fact that I just said “wherefore’s” should clue you in); you need to take me at my word this time. The thing is, my husband Is cool. Very, very cool. And so, […]
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In our idle moments, my freshman year roommate and I sometimes listed, for one another’s amusement, the top ten guys on campus we would date if we could. If we could. We did this more than once, and the list changed as names or rankings shifted. But we both always always Always listed Bill Stevenson. […]
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but we’re just going to wait a little longer to see what happens.
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So I told you, Oh Reader, some weeks ago that Bill added a nifty sidebar to my on-line screen that shows, among other things, photos from our archives. These pictures come up randomly, fading into one another, and span fall of 1999 until now, though the earlier years are spotty. Anyway, some of the pictures […]
Read moreI haven’t posted anything in days. Again. It’s not as if I haven’t had time. Heck, I’ve been up until after mid-night, even reaching beyond one a.m., every night this week. The children have been in bed, if not promptly, then at a decent hour, an hour allowing me some time to myself before I […]
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Sometimes, when you organize and clean things out, you find many things to throw away. I love that. I like getting rid of things. I like filling the back of my van with things we don’t use and taking them to the Salvation Army, dropping them off and pulling away feeling lighter in weight and […]
Read moreIf, on the first day of the year, you record your resolutions for posterity and take Communion at church and then host a fabulous dinner party for some of the Best People, then you’ve had a Good Beginning. And if, somewhere in the back of your mind if not on your resolutions list, you have […]
Read moreToday is what might be called a Hopeful Day. It is, after all, the first day of a new week, a new month, and a new year. I was glad when I woke up—glad for a new beginning. I fixed my vacuum yesterday, got a good night’s sleep last night, and went for a walk […]
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