Burning Coals and Great Rewards

Do you have anyone in your life that’s a handful?
You know, really irritating?
Downright challenging?
Yeah, me, too.

One of my fathers-in-law was a cop.  He bragged about riding motorcycles year-round in the ‘60s. “Heck, yes, (except he didn’t say heck) it was cold. We’d wrap our legs with newspaper as insulation under our uniforms. The department wasn’t full of wimps, women and weaklings like it is now.” 

A real charmer, that one. 

At least when I had to be around him, his sweet wife kept the peace by buffering his insults and verbal assaults with graceful scoldings and smiles.

Then . . . his wife died. 

Suddenly, I became the primary caregiver for that cantankerous man! 

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Bathtubs and Bibles

Are you a bathtub or shower girl?  

Do you like standing under pelting water in a shower or sitting in a mini sea of calm waters in the tub?

BathtubJust from my descriptions you can probably tell I’m a bathtub girl. I take showers if I have no other option, but my preference is always a bath. Even when I’m in a hurry, I can take a “skinny” bath and get the desired result—cleanliness—which is an imperative for every day. But I much prefer a deep, hot, relaxing soak. When I get out of the tub, I’m not just clean, I’m refreshed, ready for action . . . or for bed. 

A bath sets me up for what’s next: a full day of work or a good night’s sleep. I’m ready.

Sometimes I read in the tub.  

You can’t do that in the shower! 

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Here comes the groom.

You know what’s crazy? Well, maybe not crazy, but disconcerting?  Watching your son grow into your husband’s looks, moves and dreams!

I watched Eli walk down the aisle wearing a black tux and a big smile. He married the girl of his dreams and they ate and danced and schmoozed the night away.

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And I couldn’t help but see how he is his father’s progeny.  His smile, his hands, his dance moves and his laugh were all very reminiscent of his father.

I only wished my Hot & Hunky husband had lived to see it with me.

Ours was a love story resembling a fairy tale.I was young and beautiful and Hot & Hunky was fearless and handsome. We met in college and it was love at first sight … for him.

He just wasn’t my type.  Hot & Hunky was a Christian and while I didn’t know any Christians, from what I had heard in general and seen on 60 Minutes, I didn’t think they could not have any fun.  Hot & Hunky didn’t seem to fit that stereotype. While he did have preposterously high standards: he didn’t drink or smoke or use drugs or sleep around, he
didn’t judge me for doing all those things.  He went to movies, and came dancing.  He told (clean) jokes and was easy to be around.  I liked him a lot.  Like a prince, he continuously rescued me: he picked me up when I got stranded, he took me to ER when a date went awry, he loved, encouraged, and cherished me.  He treated me with respect and adoration.

After our freshman year of college I took a summer job as a Playboy Bunny,

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Just Say Yes!

A girlfriend I’d been wanting to know better called and asked if I’d like to get together.

Maybe go for a walk.Walking, It's a real thing!

“Hmmm, what does that mean?” I asked suspiciously.
“Well, we could go for a walk and talk,” she replied.
Like it was a normal thing to do!

This is not a good idea, I thought.
I hadn’t exercised in a long time.
I don’t own yoga pants or exercise clothes.
The closest thing to a walking shoe I own is a

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