Monthly Archives: February 2017

hold·ing pat·tern ˈhōldiNG ˈpadərn/ noun the flight path maintained by an aircraft awaiting permission to land.  a state or period of no progress or change.   I hate waiting. When I make a decision, I want to act on it … Continue reading →

So, today will be 2 years since Himself died. As expected, I am pretty emotional, which I hate (it’s uncomfortable, but at least there’s no one around to see it so I can be as red-eyed  and soggy as I … Continue reading →

#4 was sick last week, like really, take-him-to-the-doctor sick, which I almost never do. I’m of mind that God made our bodies to handle disease, and fever and rest is part of that. But, he was pretty puny, and his … Continue reading →

No really, no sarcasm there at all. #4 has The Flu With a Vengeance. I, to be honest, am kind of thankful he has it now, and not in a month during Spring break. He is taking a 2 week … Continue reading →

One of the courses I’m taking this semester is Art Appreciation, in which the instructor gets to attempt to pound the language of Art into the heads of a class full of Welding Students With Trucks. It’s fun to sit … Continue reading →