We’re taking a break from our normally scheduled post for a brief discussion on cocktails. Specifically, regional differences in cocktails. We’ll be talking about food too, because when imbibing alcohol, the partaking of food is always a wise choice. For some context, we’ve been doing a bit of work on our house and felt we… Read More Bloody good time with a Bloody Mary
In our last episode, you learned that I spent the week in Storm Lake, Iowa, attending Synod School with a bunch of Presbyterians. Six hundred and thirty-nine of them, to be exact. There is much to tell. Oh-so-much. So much that you will be receiving it in doses. Today’s dose will cover my overall impression… Read More Back in a dorm, chance meetings, and memories of my first kiss
Right now I am in Storm Lake, Iowa. Learning great truths and experiencing deep personal growth and doing some bird watching while I’m at it. Or at least I assume I am. As I write this I am still at home. Such is the wonder of the WordPress scheduling tool. A few months ago I… Read More I’ve gone bird watching in Iowa, among other things
Yes! It’s true — what we’ve all been longing for has finally happened. Metallica wrote a children’s book! I know what you’re thinking. You thought it was enough singing little Timmy to sleep with the soft, melodic tones of “Creeping Death” and “Seek & Destroy.” Must you read to him as well? But hear me… Read More Rockin’ the cradle: Heavy metal for the kiddos
What’s this? She’s posting twice in a week? *rifles through desk* *checks calendar* Hmm, not a holiday. What gives? *Gasp* Has Jupiter aligned with Mars? Um… don’t think so. Truth is I’m feeling a little loopy because I had a colonoscopy today. I mean, sure, it was several hours ago and people my age (or,… Read More A colonoscopy means I love you
It’s true. I’ve been a Minnesotan for over a year now, survived a winter even the natives are calling “brutal” and, in case you’re wondering, I’ve not yet adopted the dialect… dontcha know. I’m working on a post where I’ll talk about all the things I’ve learned this last year: the differences between city folk… Read More One year, one week, two days and eight hours ago… we moved. Also, results from our birthday poll!
As I said last week, I’m on vacation now and as such, wasn’t sure I’d be posting this week. But the responses from my birthday poll (if you haven’t taken it yet, get to it), made me think of the time I celebrated those of us who don’t enjoy celebrations. It’s one of my favorites… Read More Welcome to Our Church of Holy Introversion
I have a fantasy that one day I will work among adults who do not celebrate their birthdays. It’s not that I deny I’m getting older (still alive at 55). It’s just that I’m an adult now and frankly, it seems a little silly. Living one more year isn’t that big of an accomplishment. Most… Read More Singing the Birthday Blues… and no, it’s not my birthday
At my old job, if a cockroach was spotted in the front office or hallway, I was the one who dealt with it. It wasn’t in my job description but beings how I didn’t run off screaming at the sight of them, it fell to me. I will now pause to discuss the two types… Read More All hail Lord Cockroach! (It’s only a matter of time.)
