I am not a chirpy woman. A cynic, recovering sarcasmophile, fearful, fluffy, and often inappropriate -yes. When I grow up, I want to be more like the former Deputy City Manager of Manhattan - … Read more about Love is the thing.
Homecoming
The sun is coming up over the trees across the road where the homemade boat sits in the shadow of the grain silo. The boat looks a lot like the SS Minnow. The view looks a lot like home...or … Read more about Homecoming
If life was a movie
What if life was a movie? We could edit, do retakes, have a stand in for the scary parts, and leave the worst of the film on the cutting room floor. Phew. But wait! Wait! I have this … Read more about If life was a movie
Packing & other tribulations
Saturday, friends swung by the apartment to help move furniture that would not be making the trip to Texas. With an upright Adirondack chair on top of a packed minivan, we … Read more about Packing & other tribulations
Yo Jesus…where you at?
Yesterday, I cried a bucket or two. No sobs, just the bittersweet dribbles of a traveler heading towards home from a journey of a lifetime. Case in point: My friend Alexandra Squyres, … Read more about Yo Jesus…where you at?
wide open spaces
I'm not a country music fan. I don't have cowgirl boots, belt buckles, or stories of racing for prime real estate at the Country Stampede. The last time I had "big hair" was … Read more about wide open spaces
Unqualified (or offering up ashes)
Unqualified. This morning at Revolution (or revo church), Shad repeated something I have heard him say before, "Jesus had this knack of calling UNQUALIFIED people" to transform the … Read more about Unqualified (or offering up ashes)
Call me, Ishmael … or Bob
I've been thinking about names a lot lately with Usain Bolt racing through the Olympics, a name-changing engagement, and the usual suspects of distractions in the day. Names are important. … Read more about Call me, Ishmael … or Bob
A little Aggie love story
Once there was a boy who grew in the sun of Marlin, Texas. He, the youngest of four boys, had no end to mischief and merriment. His mom was so smart and fun, that she taught her boys to walk on a … Read more about A little Aggie love story
