“The distraction. We live in a distracted culture….Multitasking is our new moral imperative.”Yes, and thank you IF: Equip writers for the morning reminder! And yet, I fear (for me but maybe you too?) many of us dabble in many things and are disciplined at nothing. Where should we begin? Maybe with the trendy…
There were no flowers, no bells, no whistles. The day came and went, as many do, without a big shebang. It was a good, ordinary day. Our 6,897th day since we said, “I do.” It’s a bit ironic, the quiet man who cares the least about being seen or heard is the one…
There were no flowers, no bells, no whistles. The day came and went, as many do, without a big shebang. It was a good, ordinary day. Our 6,897th day since we said, “I do.” It’s a bit ironic, the quiet man who cares the least about being seen or heard is the one…
Back in the day of ditto sheets and textbooks, and the little girl in class that tailed the teacher, brown-nosing every chance she got? Always eager to assist and more than willing to take any teaching materials the teacher was willing to cast aside. That was me. Dot-to-dots were my ABSOLUTE favorite teacher discard. ABC, dot-to-dots,…
May was intense until June and heck! Now it’s July. Hello dear, precious, blog friends and family, How are you? How are your people? I wish we were sitting on the porch chatting over lemonade but until then let’s catch up, shall we? We started last month celebrating our baby boy’s birthday and how shameful…
May was intense until June and heck! Now it’s July. Hello dear, precious, blog friends and family, How are you? How are your people? I wish we were sitting on the porch chatting over lemonade but until then let’s catch up, shall we? We started last month celebrating our baby boy’s birthday and how shameful…