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These are my dancing shoes. They don’t look much like your child’s dancing shoes, do they? Your child’s dancing shoes are all mirror-shiny patent with taps sparking their soles. Or satiny ballet slippers tied on with long sleek ribbons. But these shoes make me dance, all the same. Where I live, we have this shallow, shallow stream. And […]
What’s A Tool Worth? I get perverse pleasure from arguing with the GPS system that’s built right in to our new car. Maybe I need a support group. Or an intervention. I really don’t know. Here’s the thing. When Esmeralda and I argue (yes, I’ve named her. Is that weird?), eventually, I get my way. Sure, […]
I’m reflecting on a different aspect of the conversation I launched here on Tuesday. Thanks for bearing with me. I think I finally have it out of my system for now. Give ‘Em What For! When I was a teen, Sunday services often included a song, They’ll Know We Are Christians By Our Love. Some days I […]
Caution: I’m going to talk about some difficult subjects in this post. I hope to do so respectfully and with love. I anticipate that some of you will disagree–perhaps vehemently–with my position. Maybe you think I’ve gone too far. Maybe you think I didn’t go nearly far enough. I want to know your thoughts, but I […]
Always. I indulged myself last Saturday. Rich was buried in work and my toenails were scuffed, so I scooted off for a pedicure. It’s rare for me to sit for a whole hour while someone else serves me. I found myself studying the manicurists, listening to the clients’ chatter, trying to guess what color polish the […]
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