Today I spent the afternoon and evening with my buddy, Judy HG. We had a serious “girls’ day out,” which, I might add, was exactly what I’ve needed after lots of work over the past while. We headed for the beach at Point Dune. Here are pictures of our glorious day at the beach: I…
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Baby Luna – Today and Tomorrow
Here is an updated photo of baby Luna, my granddaughter. She and I spent the day together today with her mama, Sarah; tomorrow, Grandma is going to officially babysit for a few hours all alone with this little 5 month old girl. We will see how the babysitting fares. Sarah admitted being nervous about leaving…
One Way to Spend An Evening…
Well, I’ve waited until twenty minutes until midnight to write tonight. That means I truly only have 20 minutes to write if I plan to post before the clock strikes 12. Or maybe I better plan on 18 minutes, since it takes a few minutes to cut and paste and then add tags plus a…
A “Homey” Writing Workshop
I have recently decided to expand my teaching of writing to include small groups for adults (I teach primarily one-on-one and online); so I am offering a writing class in my home for the first time. This will span 5 weeks and will be for 1 1/2 hours every Wednesday from September 25 – October…
Lessons I’ve Learned from Losing 4 Siblings
As some of you know, I am from a family with six children (seven, except my little brother, Robert Alexander, died shortly after birth). All my older siblings: my sister, Leslie (11 years older); and my brothers, John, 9 years older; Jim, 8 years older; and George, 3 years older; have died. The only sibling…
Back in LA, but So Tired
I am sitting here in LA with eyelids that will barely stay open. We woke up at 3:15 am to make a 6 am flight from DFW airport, which is an hour and fifteen minutes from Sherman. We flew to Phoenix, then on to Long Beach via US Air. I had students today so that’s…
When Life Changes Without Warning
This morning, I headed across the street here in Texas to see how progress was going on our renovation for what we call the Dimmit House (that’s the family who owned the house the longest way-back-when). I noticed that my husband, Ray, was over talking to our neighbors, a young couple who moved to our…
“Restore” in More Ways Than One
Today I struck up a conversation with a young African-American woman working at the McKinney “Restore,” a favorite spot of ours when shopping for building materials. I have noticed this young woman on previous visits because she is always attentive and proactive with the customers, as well as efficient. In fact, I’ve said to myself…
Scene 3 of Story
The distant shot-gun blast caused both Zachary’s and his mother to jump in surprised. “Oh dear,” Mary Catherine said, rushing over and sliding the bolt across the back door. “Zachary, run quick and lock the front door. Who knows what kind of hooligans are going to be out and about because of this disaster!” Zachary…
Tonight in Sherman
We are in our last days in Sherman before heading back to LA on Thursday. We are very busy trying to wrap everything up before leaving. So, tonight’s 20 minutes a day post is going to be brief since it is already 12:01 Central Time and I am sore need of going to bed. Here…
20 Minutes a Day 