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Ready Doesn’t Have to Mean Everything Got Done
I am writing this Saturday night with bags mostly packed, an ice chest staged, the furry children’s travel arrangements handled, coffee and road snacks accounted for, and Bubba cooking supper. Notice I said mostly packed. There are still things that could be done tonight. There are probably things I will remember tomorrow morning after we’re…
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Some Things Can Wait Until Tomorrow
Monday morning, I already had unfinished business waiting on me. If you’ve followed along this week, you probably saw me talking about one of those reports at work that had me scratching my head. We’d done the work. I had numbers showing we’d done the work. Then the official report came along basically saying, “Nope.”…
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Come On In Anyway
Some weeks feel like life hands you a list so long you don’t even know which corner to start with. This was one of those weeks. It started with an unexpected trip to urgent care after waking up looking like I’d gone a few rounds with Rocky Balboa. My eyelid had swollen so much I…
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One More Chair at the Table
There are weeks that feel like one long story. And then there are weeks like this one. The kind where nothing seems connected until you sit down long enough to look back. This week had a little bit of everything. One morning, I was laughing because somebody on Facebook thought I’d skipped work. The funny…
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Summer Isn’t Waiting
Yesterday the fireworks filled the sky. Families gathered around picnic tables. The kids stayed up later than they probably should have. Somebody laughed until sweet tea came out their nose, and somebody else probably went home with a little too much potato salad. Then this morning… The folding chairs started disappearing. The flags came down.…
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Keep It Simple This Summer
Every year it seems like summer tries to convince us we need to do more. More decorations. More side dishes. More desserts. More running. More spending. More everything. Somewhere along the way, we start believing people are coming to judge the table instead of enjoy it. I’ve learned something different. The meals I remember most…
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The Little Things Holding Us Together
I fixed myself a cup of coffee this afternoon. As I’m writing this, it’s still sitting beside me. Now ice cold. Somewhere between unloading yard sale totes, putting away Tupperware bundles, washing new bath towels, unpacking clothes, switching purses, and trying not to wake Bubba before work, I never got around to drinking it. Funny…
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Make Room for Summer Without Emptying Your Whole House
Summer has a way of sneaking into the kitchen before the calendar even catches up. One minute you’re just trying to get through the week, and the next thing you know there are extra drinks in the fridge, mystery leftovers in the back, somebody asking what’s for supper before lunch is even over, and the…