Archive for September, 2007
Don’t Steal My Sunshine
I’m the master of thinking about what I should have said ten minutes after a situation is over. Today was no exception.
After working a restaurant opening event, I ran into the Feed Store to get that specialty food my cats must have to keep them from yakking all over my carpets. There was just one cashier […]
Published by angelawd on September 28th, 2007 tagged Daily Christianity, Time Plus Tragedy Equals... | Comment now »
Guess what I have?
A book contract!! I’ve been hired to write a book on pet sitting. Research is underway and the book will likely be available after the holidays.
But guess what else I have? The dental mold of my mouth from yesterday’s misery. It is exactly one half of my mouth and opens and shuts on a hinge; […]
Published by angelawd on September 27th, 2007 tagged Time Plus Tragedy Equals..., Writing Stuff | Comment now »
I’m not feeling calm.
This afternoon, I have the next appointment in a long series of dental excavations. I’m not OK with this.
When I went to the periodontist to learn about how he was going to root out my gums and cut out some bone (augh!), I wasn’t OK with it. I told the guy that, you know, I […]
Published by angelawd on September 26th, 2007 tagged Time Plus Tragedy Equals... | 1 Comment »
New Lessons in Forgiveness
Today I went to talk to my friend (and pastor) about a forgiveness issue that I’m struggling with in my life. I had a painful and totally injust situation foisted on me that was more complicated because of my husband’s job as the Ministry Director of our church.
I have had to admit after several months […]
Published by angelawd on September 25th, 2007 tagged Daily Christianity | Comment now »
Somehow this is my fault.
First Born came over to do some college planning. Praise God, only 2 years after graduating she’s thinking college. And she wants to start out at the community college to ease back into academic life. OK, cool.
But all of you with teenagers know that a simple conversation, a routine task can suddenly crash and burn […]
Published by angelawd on September 24th, 2007 tagged Mom of Teens | Comment now »
Please do this one thing for me. Please.
Oh friends and family, you know I love you so much, and it’s only because I know you love me that I ask you to this one thing for me. Just one.
You know that we all care about kidnapped children and army vets with arms blown off who want a postcard from each of us […]
Published by angelawd on September 23rd, 2007 tagged Time Plus Tragedy Equals... | 1 Comment »
Caution: men working
The Big Guy and his friend are making a huge racket in the middle of a Pearl Writing work day. They’re taking out a little cheap pantry door in our kitchen, and putting in a new! stained! oak door!
I am trying not to think of the fact that now our friend knows how often we […]
Published by angelawd on September 21st, 2007 tagged Life With the Big Guy | Comment now »
I’m the 18th Hole.
Ha. Were you thinking naughty things?
Pearl Writing Services was a sponsor of the Rotary Club golf outing this year, and my sponsorship was of the 18th hole. Do you realize what this means?
It means that my work day yesterday was spent on a gorgeous golf course, enjoying a beautiful Indian Summer afternoon and networking with […]
Published by angelawd on September 20th, 2007 tagged Time Plus Tragedy Equals... | 2 Comments »
My new favorite movie
I re-watched this fantastic movie this weekend - one that is quickly becoming one of my favorites. It’s called “Facing the Giants” and was actually produced and filmed by a church down south. The story is about a down-and-out high school football coach who brings his team to success and strong character through giving up […]
Published by angelawd on September 18th, 2007 tagged Daily Christianity | Comment now »
Anger. It’s not just for breakfast anymore.
My teenager is physically incapable of getting up in the morning. Which sometimes leads the whole household into morning uproar, and just about the time I’m about to serve anger where anger is due, the house empties and I’m left yelling at the cats.
The other morning I heard, at the indecent hour of 6 a.m., […]