Last night, I was upstairs watching "13 going on 30" with my daughter while the boys in the family were downstairs watching a soccer game (that didn't end as happy as our movie).  She turned to me and said, "Why would anybody wish they were 30?"  I just laughed, so she continued. "I don't want to say that 30 is old, but that's just total grown up ( Read more... )

I went to a funeral this week for a woman who was a member of the church congregation I belong to.  It was a sad/happyish occasion as it usually is when somebody leaves this life at a very old age.  She was the last person alive in her family.  Her only brother died young, and her parents and husband had passed on many years before her.  Her body ( Read more... )

Oh, excuse me.  I was going to write an entry, but I need to pause to explain to the bulldozer why he can't do goalie training in the living room.  He thinks I'm just trying to ruin his career.

So much has happened ( Read more... )

How's it going?  It's not.  It seems that the powers of the universe and my children have come together to keep me from reaching this goal.

I was typing and typing an trying to force my way through.  I was getting grumpy and frustrated because I was not being allowed the time I needed to "win" nanowrimo.  And then, I hit a brick wall.  Things had ( Read more... )

That's right.  I jumped in again.  I signed up on Monday morning, and things are going slowly.  You see, I have been trying to write a book for about 3 years, and I have about 20 first pages now.  At some point, I had to push myself past that page.  I figure that since, in the last three or so years, I have done a lot of thinking, note-making and ( Read more... )

This is what has been happening:

* Mom and her hubby came over for some sightseeing and, in exchange for us acting as travel agents and tour guides, paid for our trip.  We saw Paris, Amsterdam, Brussels, Nürnburg/Erlangen, Cologne, and Aachen.  Paris awed me, Amsterdam charmed me, Brussels sugarized me, Nürnburg/Erlangen felt like coming home, the ( Read more... )

First of all, I have to thank my sisters who live in/near Salt Lake.  I FORCED them to go to the book signing with Kimberley Griffiths Little at The King's English Bookshop for me because I wanted a signed copy.   I really twisted their arms.  (Not really.  They were excited to go, and I threw in enough extra money on the gift card to keep them ( Read more... )

I'm sorry, my dear Karen, but it only took me a day.  I know you slaved over this for much longer, and I really did savor it, but I couldn't hold myself back.  I had to keep reading without pause until it was done.  Lucky for me, I own it, and I can read it again as slowly and in as many tasty morsels as I want.

You can read more about this book ( Read more... )

1.  Opening game of the Soccer World Cup starts in a couple of hours.  I'm excited.  All flutter in my tummy wondering how things will turn out.  Who's going to win?  It would be cool if it was Germany, but since four of our top players (including our team captain, Michael Ballack) are out with injuries, I fear it won't be.  Sorry, I hardly even ( Read more... )