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Thank goodness I finally found my other mitten. The washing machine had tucked it safely into the leg of my jogging pants. Finally a complete pair! Number one mitten had disappeared, but I had saved number two! These white mittens … Read more
Somewhere near Atlanta, as I was driving very ill parents home from Florida, God allowed me a bare glimpse of the angels crouched on the four corners of the car. The fifth one stood like a sentinel on the roof, … Read more
I recognized them all when they were safely ensconced in my kitchen! But could I do it now? Baking powder, flour, sugar, salt, and several other white powdered items were no longer in their safe little labelled tins, bags, and … Read more
I am still slogging away at my weight. The numbers are thirty less than this time last year, but it has been "eating season" once again! My goal: more pounds off this year. For many of us, the New Year … Read more
Our neighbours have a dog named "Fluffy". This sounds reasonable, until you know that the dog is not a poodle, but a dachshund! If one dog is named "Fluffy" and another "Killer", of which would we be more afraid? Names … Read more
The Christmas season seems to call out all the cleaning products we haven't used in months. We wash knick-knacks, scrub under counter edges, and clean out bathroom vanities. We scrub corners that we have never seen, terrified that a stern … Read more
Some people like to trudge through the forest in waist-deep snow to cut the perfect spruce tree. Others are content to pick a pine at the local market. Still others buy an artificial one of indescribable content and put it … Read more
In the rush of December, the world calls us to scurry. We are called to claw out precious time to buy "perfect" gifts for difficult people. Our wrapped presents are to have designer-like qualities. The politically correct "holiday tree" must … Read more
Well, it's charge card season again! I shudder when I remember some of my previous Christmas bills. Perhaps I was trying to buy affection. For whatever reason, I gave too many presents, too often. January is too late to count … Read more