I know I’ve shared before about my annual guilt-fest, also known as our-youngest-son’s-birthday. Born just 12 days after Christmas, it’s hella-hard to make his special day feel all that special to him. He’s usually partied-out, fighting the post-holiday crankies, occasionally snowed-in, and indecisive about what we can do to make[Read more]
Niecy Nash, when she was hosting Clean House (2003-2010), used to say, “When your hand is open to give it is open to receive.” Earlier this month, I rescued a ton of materials from a Louisville business that spent 55 years producing paper and report covers for law offices and court reporters[Read more]
You see things; and you say, “Why?” But I dream things that never were and I say, “Why not?” – George Bernard Shaw Behind every George Bernard Shaw there is someone with a tape measure and tools, who either explains “why not” or makes the “why not” possible. Last weekend,[Read more]
A friend of mine began her retirement this week. For months, she’s been sorting and donating and thinning her stash of worldly possessions, determined to lighten her load before this next phase of life. She mailed me a lovingly curated box of her odds and ends, with the note, “Hope[Read more]
Friday afternoon, I received an email with the following subject line: Christy Redick contributed $1,000.00 to “Leah’s Barn Raising” My husband was sitting across the room when I read this and saw me freak out a little (okay, a lot). Within minutes my enthusiasm gave way to suspicion and I convinced myself I’d[Read more]
My youngest son and I were walking through an elementary school yesterday, after hours, and passed a small pile of trash that was obviously the result of the custodian sweeping a classroom. I thought I saw a couple of pencils in the pile, but kept walking . . . until[Read more]