My friend owned a day-spa. Seriously, this is a great friend to have. I was her guinea-pig when it came to new techniques and treatments (for free no less).
In the treatment room hung a poster: Ten Rules of Brushing. I’ve stared at that sign during facial masks, body wraps, and yes…while being waxed (something to take my mind off the pain). Reading this sign often, seeded it’s wisdom in my brain—which became a routine.
Not that it matters but some of the rules were: Continue reading »
The sound of an out-of-tune guitar strummed by an obnoxious four-year old jolts me.
“The man who threw the rock was ‘remorseful’ and fully cooperative,” said a
The icebreaker topic “what are your traditions/what are you doing for Christmas Eve and Day?” felt like ice in my veins. I told myself to buck-up and get my happy face on so I’d be ready to breeze through my turn.
I don’t like dogs. Tomatoes are gross. And I refuse to have regret.
They already have their Christmas lights up. Wrong. It’s just wrong.
This year I’m off the hook!
“How many years have we been married?”
As you move along in your Christian walk, there are words you are expected to use… and some that you are to remove all together.
In a world of uncertainty, there are times it’s good to write down what you know…
Dear You,
In a world of trying to obtain the perfect this, that, and the other—we could all do well to understand Voltaire’s wisdom in such a simple concept: