(and still am), I worshipped spacemen and superheroes and cowboys, and my Dad was all of those things to me, all at once. One of my best early memories of Dad is him coming by to pick me up for the weekend, and driving together over to his place. A lot of the best times ...
I put three towels in the laundry and I am fighting for breath. Bending over has me feeling faint. The tasks of soap, fabric softener and closing the lid have my fingers popping out of their sockets, and then I have to lie down on the floor to rest before climbing the ten stairs. T...
I feel guided to keep my standard, so it isn’t really that difficult. I am reminded of my favorite missionary scripture to be an example in situations like these: ‘Let your light so shine before men that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is ...
I find it striking that I am so instinctively in favour of the idea that people should be allowed to say (6) and against the idea that they should be allowed to produce (8), when the arguments against each are so similar – a diffuse idea that the content is likely to make the audi...
doodles. Adults can doodle for a while, but then our imagination runs out and someone threatens to scribble down a curse word and there goes that afternoon activity. Perhaps it’s needless to say that the chair sat with many a bald spot for months on end, but here I am saying (typing...
(although today would be nice). It’s given me a lovely warm fuzzy feeling that 211 people have gone out of their way to visit and ‘like’ my page in the midst of all the ridiculousness going on in the world – much as I am grateful to Tom Hanks for visiting our crazy isle, I...