No! Ordinary Blog

I’ve been pondering (Yeah, I know. I do that a lot...) my five sons. I’ve just happened to have had some significant exchanges with each of them lately, and was reminded of their unique and diverse God-given strengths and gifts.

Honestly...as I sit here at my desk even now, listening to some of the music they’ve produced, I’m in awe of the genius in each of them. It’s not just musical entertainment. It’s intelligent thought, heart, and soul ordered in such a way as to grab our at...

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As I busily ran in and out of our parking garage, squirreling away items in our mini-storage and checking on my car battery that had been dead the night before, I glanced at the clock and realized it was time to go! I hadn’t played tennis in 3 weeks and I didn’t want to be late.

Usually, every noise is amplified in the cavernous garage space. The repetitive creak of the rolling entry door, the hum of car engines, etc., warn of ‘incoming’... but this time, I didn’t for the life of me ...
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I know this for sure: Kids will forget many, many things, but they will never forget to grab their latte as they walk out the door to run to wherever. Lengthy coffee shop dates with wi-fi are now the official rite of passage for all youth as they transition into young adulthood.

It never entered my mind to drink coffee as I was growing up. Well, maybe a cup now and then at McDonalds to fit in with the crowd or stay warm in the frigid cold of the Midwest Plains; their coffee was good and they ...
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Been layin’ low over the past week and for good reason. I’m sick.
Yep, nurse Mira caught the bugs she’s been helping the rest of the family overcome since the middle of January.

Has this one come to your house yet? Sinus creeps in quietly and then turns into coughing your lungs out, general malaise, achiness and complete un-productivity for dayzzzzzz on end? Your eyes burn out the sockets if you try to watch a movie and even checking email is painful. You work your way through at least tw...
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Arriving home from vacation, I walked into my closet to commence my hated chore of unpacking and my eyes caught my hubby’s boots. Big, black, manly boots. I like them. I like pretty much everything he chooses to buy and wear. He has admirable taste which he credits to his Italian roots.

I recall distinctly when I first really saw him. I mean, I’d seen him here and there at church, wearing his neat and tidy 3-piece suit, complete with button-up vest. Perhaps teaching a class or leading musi...
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This marks day 6 of nursing a sick boy back to health. No sooner did I walk in the door from some time away in the sun, and my 17 year-old walked in and announced he had chills and fever...and a big singing contest the next day.
Oh, boy.
I had been treating this same child a week earlier long-distance via phone and text with herbal remedies, antioxidants, and cyber love. As soon as he was on the mend, he did what most of us do: OVER-do. Too much work, not enough rest. The kid carries a college ...
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My grand daughter is just two and a half years old, and yet, at times, I swear she's ageless.
You see...
Grand-girl accepts me just as I am.
She's kind of like God.
She doesn’t notice my waist size, makeup, jewelry or hair-do.
She loves ME.

It is the purest human love I think I've ever known since my own babies were in my arms.
I can have my hag hair tied up in a clip, slop clothes hanging off my bones, bad breath and no make-up. She will put her arms around my neck, look me straight in the eye,...
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I couldn't really script a more beautiful birthday than mine last Friday. The sun came out bright and early here at the beach where we're spending some vacation time. My angel face granddaughter burst into the kitchen (YES! She's on vacation with us!) with a special 'card' she had scribbled for me and decorated with her princess stickers. Anything princess is her delight these days as a 2 1/2 year old little girl.

We packed up and headed out to bike to the beach and play in the sand literally ...
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...want not. Funny thing I'm noticing while I've been enjoying some time away; I'm wasting next to nothing in the kitchen (if ANYthing) and eating as wholesome a diet as I would at home. At the grocery store, I ponder carefully my week's needs from breakfast to snacks, and make an effort to eat most every meal at our condo so as to consume as healthy a diet as possible and so as not to have to toss anything that's become wilted or old.

I didn't want to waste money on plastic wrap or foil, so ...
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