I drove the mile over to Publix this morning without my seatbelt! Daring! Gutsty! I know. Breaking the law, yeah, well sorta. Sorry about that. But I confess it’s my own little passive agressive revolt against the idea that lawmakers think they are doing society a favor by requiring them to wear seatbelts, all the while burying their head in …
I did a thing today
Yeah, a thing. Spoke at the Ladies Winter Luncheon at church. Small crowd, but we had fun. We dressed Styrofoam Snowmen with items from our purses. It was so funny to see what people came up with. Sheree, Chelle and I worked together to dress our Snowman. Gum box hat, money belt, shredded paper skirt, velt bag cape, gum buttons, …
The Bullet, the Bull Dog and the Gun
The summer of ’77, we moved from south Miami-Homestead area to Tallahassee. I worked at the Cutler Ridge Publix and the Saturday night before we moved, the entire store threw a party for me at Denny’s. Even the Manager came. Now would that happen today? Not! My then boyfriend, Pete Ramirez, had a couple of friends, Kevin and Bob. They …
Too early on Monday to think, but…
I woke up at 5:21 this morning. No, take that back. I got UP, as in out of bed, at 5:21. I woke up before that, tried to sleep, but couldn’t so I decided to get up, make tea, pray, (ooh, house is cold. Change blanket for robe and flannel pants), drink tea, read Bible, fry an egg, toast a …
Finally warming up
I’ve noticed lately that I’m not cold all the time. Finally. Five months after leaving Harris Publishing and the refigerator they housed us in, my body has adjusted. I can no longer ride in the car, sun beaming in, windows rolled up and the air off and my sweatshirt on. I can go into a restuarant without hauling in my …
It’s Tuesday at 6:45…
Tony’s gone up to the Randy Clark meetings at Our Father’s House. I’m home writing Lambert’s Peace. Actually, I’m writing my blog, but shhhhh… I luncheoned with Allison Wilson today. We reviewed the 2004 conference manual. It’s bigger than War and Peace. I’m still in the process of hiring a coordinator. I’ve probably spent 40 hours on that this past …
Procrastination, the name of the game
What is it about starting a new story that breeds procrastination like pollen in the spring? Dang. I am dragging my heals on this Lambert’s Peace story, but I want to write it. In fact, I already have a chapter by chapter outline, so it’s not like I don’t know where to go. Christmas tree is still up. That should …
Spirit of Adoption
Pastor Gary set aside some time in church this morning for open prayer. Prayer for the new year, prayer for the tsunami victims, prayer for our county and church. Eighteen year old Katie came to the mic and prayed out of 1 Peter 1:6 for the people living in or near the Bay of Bengal. Her prayer was full of …
Yule Tidings
Christmas is over. Too soon. Too sad. We had a great time in Tallahassee with everyone. I didn’t take near enough pictures, but will post a few. Beka and Chuck came with Josh, Caleb, and baby Elizabeth. Pete, Julie and Asa were there. Danny. Me and Tony. Joel, Kim, Kendall, Kyler didn’t get to come – Joel lives the retailers …
Now, all I have to do is be brilliant
YEAH, pretty much. Genius. Become brilliant. That’s all I want for Christmas. But lookit. The Bible tells me the same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead, and oh by the way, created the universe, lives in me. Brilliance, genius, unknown and unmeasured creativity lives in me. Now all I have to do is tap into it. Anyone got a …