As children we are taught that if we have nothing nice to say we should say nothing at all. What I wasn’t told, because blogs didn’t exist when I was a kids, is that if you don’t have anything at all to say then don’t have a blog. On a…
Month: August 2016
Does This Strike You As Odd?
We took our nephew to Cooperstown, New York last week. It is a town that is everything baseball, baseball and more baseball, everywhere. Then why, in our really nice hotel, was this on the bathroom counter?
Who Gives This Woman To Be Married? Her Father And I Do
I have been away on vacation, the pace of which allowed for no time or brain space for blogging. I am back home, feeling unsettled on how to return to SisterRain.net. Do I begin with the oppressive heat here in Pennsylvania? Tales from the trip? The reunion with my beloved…
Sister Rain Henge
Working to tidy up our spare bedrooms, I found myself uncovering relics from a previous era of my life. Suitcases that were put into action every month, a laptop wheelie bag that accompanied me to the office and the plane, business clothing, crafts and other projects from before my vision…
For Squeaky Doors And Cuts That Are Sore
While out running errands this morning I kept thinking that when I get home I needed to put WD-40 on a cut on my finger. Yes, you read me right. WD-40. I would correct myself but I continued to think WD-40 in my head instead of Neosporene. It’s hard not to…
Dear Debbie (Macomber):
Dear Debbie: I have been reading your books for as long as you’ve been writing them and once I get one in my hands, well, what vacuuming and making dinner? A few years ago I woke up to find myself blind. There was no warning, no diagnosis to let me…
Specialty Of The House: Laughter
We have a busy week and so I have planned quick meals for dinner. I now share with you the conversation that took place this morning as I ate my breakfast and my husband prepared to leave for work: Me: Stouffer’s lasagna okay for dinner tonight? Him: Sure. Me: (jokingly) Great. One…
A Vicious Spin Cycle
Even though I am home during the week, I still do laundry on the weekend. The habits of 25+ years of working die hard. Yesterday afternoon, while folding the wash, I was hit by deja vu and struck by the thought that we have clocks and calendars on our mobile devices,…