A Bank and an 80 year old Woman
I thought that for today’s activity, I’d share my complete and utter frustration with a bank in Utah. About a year and a half ago, this bank which we will refer to as Pilon (which means drumstick in...
View ArticleAnd What Do You Do?
How do you answer that question? Last night we had a political meet and greet at our house. I’ve spent the last month hanging things on the walls that had been on the floor below where they should be...
View ArticleSorry For The Pause in European Commentary
I missed last Thursday. And today is a filler post. But it has taken me a while to get back on track. Last week I spent Monday cleaning and Tuesday refilling the pantry and fridge and Wednesday doing...
View ArticleA Case of the Stay-At-Home-Mom Blues
I haven’t been on here recently. It’s been a difficult time. I have the stay-at-home-mom blues. At least that’s what I’ve decided to call them. It’s that feeling that what you do doesn’t really...
View ArticleI Volunteer; I’m just that Selfless
It’s 6:51 am. I just worked out at Crossfit, made lunch and breakfast smoothies for everyone and made Kevin an omelet. In the next half hour, I will make pancakes for the kids as well. And Tuesday...
View ArticleKaren Hatch: A Truly Remarkable Woman
A dear friend and remarkable person passed away recently and I’m including her obituary. I hope to be like her. She was one of my favorite people to talk with at church and I will always be grateful...
View Article“This is Not What I Ordered”
We just got back from Spring Break 2016. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that being the party hardy family that we are, we went to Cancun, Fort Lauderdale, Palm Beach, or were asked to...
View ArticleRoad Trip Recap
When we last saw our heroes, they were cramming themselves into a tiny SUV which should’ve been bigger. We now join them somewhere on I-90. I’d only reserved two hotels for the entire trip. I had no...
View ArticlePros and Cons to Slicing Your Thumb Open
I was cooking. Okay. I was actually slicing oranges using a mandoline. To put in a fruity drink. But it was for other people. So I actually bled for other people. (I made blood oranges. HAHAHA.)...
View ArticleHow Does One Make the Perfect Life Choices?
I’m sitting in an airport waiting for a delayed flight, wearing bright orange compression socks, thinking about the latest book I’m writing. It’s been harder to write. The main character is divorced....
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