Post it Note #33: What Do You Know?

The other day we were talking about American history.  I was saying something about America and the 50 states and my 5-year-old burst out, perplexed, “But I don’t know where America is!  I’ve never been there!”  After explaining that she was IN America and she actually lived here, she was very relieved.  It was funny. …

Post-it Note #20: The Lake Trail

This weekend my fam and I traveled to the beautiful area of Black Mountain, NC.  It’s gorgeous there and our time was wonderful.  Being there is a bunch of us and our oldest daughter is Autistic, we have to really think through family fun.  We don’t do movie theaters as a whole family and we…

Post-it Note #17: The Problem with Self-Control

Sunday morning I had the kids ready for church and started trying to get myself dressed.  I grabbed a skirt and put it on.  Hmmm.  Funny.  This skirt feels a little snug.  Oh well, I’ll just wear these pants over here.  Hmmm, those feel really snug.  How did that happen?  So I grab the bigger…

Post-it Note #14: Body Pump!

I’ve been taking a class at the gym called Body Pump.  I have a love-hate relationship with it.  It’s a weight lifting class that last for an excruciating hour.  Sometimes life gets busier than normal and I can’t make it to class.  Recently I went back to class after several weeks away.  Two days later…

Post-it Note #10: The Sting of Life

I’ve had it with insects this week.  Tired of bugs.  A few days ago the family was outside playing frisbee.  My oldest daughter and I were sitting in the grass.  She is Autistic with very limited language, so she never made a sound, but I noticed she flinched.  I looked over at her and there…

Post-it Note #9: October!

                                                                                                                                                                                     Fall has arrived!  The leaves are starting to change.  The apples are in season.  Starbucks has pumpkin lattes.  What’s not to love?  Autumn is my favorite season of all.  In the south it is our reward for surviving the misery of Summer.  As our cousin in NY says, it’s God’s gift to the North…

Post-it Note #3: Pimples! Yikes!

“MOOOMMMMM!!! What is this stuff on my nose????” Says my 12 year old son.  He’s grown tall and lanky in the last few months and his voice is starting to squeak. “Well Buddy, those are pimples.” “WHAT? Pimples.  No way.  These can’t be pimples.” “Well, I’m afraid they are.  It’s time for them.” “NOOOOOOOOO.” He went…

Why Another Blog? Why Now?

I’ve been thinking about writing a blog for a while.  But in the world of media and information overload, what more could I possibly say that hasn’t already been said somewhere by someone?  Then I read a tragic article this week that knocked me down emotionally.  Perhaps you heard the unbelievable story of a despairing,…