Yes, years ago, I asked my little sister to take off her duct-taped moccasins and wade through receding flood waters to ensure I could successfully drive down a street. It was passable and no ill came upon us. Once back on the road she cracked open my bible and returned to quizzing me as I … Continue reading Face Forward
There was a mystery puker at my house on Saturday night. The next morning, I did interviews to check everyone’s wellness and determine whose mother needed to be informed. Later, I received a text from one of the mommas. “He said he really doesn’t think it was him. He said, ‘There was another girl there … Continue reading Seemingly Fine
“It’s a panty bag!!” Last week, J and I were playing a game called Hedbanz. You put on a headband, throw a card in it so that only the other person can see it, and then guess what your card is. The card on his head was a purple purse. I said, “Man, buddy. I … Continue reading The Dash
The Oklahoma death sun is, once again, trying to kill me and everyone’s grass. At the beginning of the heat spell that came straight from Hades, I was attempting to water my grass sporadically. One day, in my desperation and dramatics, I set the water hose down to flood the ground for 10 minutes. An … Continue reading The Green Spot
Boiled eggs will explode if left until all the water evaporates. It’s not that they boil for too long, but that the environment shifts, pressure builds, and all of a sudden there are remnants of eggs decorating the stove. The heat that was once harmless is now destructive. Recently, I caught a pot of eggs … Continue reading Evaporation
Cross country season is upon us. The season of stickers and early mornings. Without my prompting, both of my girls decided they’re going to be runners. Before the sun rises, I drop them off for practice and head off for a walk. Shortly after, I bumped into a friend who had done the same thing. … Continue reading Pace
For 18 months, I ran past a tan colored tail-end of an extension cord. A 10-inch piece of cord lay in the street beside a stop sign at the edge of an elderly person’s yard. For the first two weeks, every time I saw it, I thought it was a snake. My heart would jump, … Continue reading Notice
Hhhhhhhhhh. The sweet sound of exhalation. Fabulosa, Thieves, and a spilled bottle of dawn dish soap carried me to a bit of a cleaner kitchen. My only goal for this three day weekend was to replace the burnt-out lightbulbs throughout my house. Sixty-five dollars later, my kitchen (and the rest of my home) was feeling … Continue reading The Exhale
On a misty, chilly April evening, Malachi hit his first home run. This kiddo who begged me not to sign him up for baseball, who may have teared up a bit walking up to his first and second practice, and who didn’t want to play because he didn’t know how yet. For the record, he’s … Continue reading The Home Run
Dream-Christena-Brown butchered my hair. Apparently, Friday appointments after 2:00 p.m. at her salon were required to consist of significant changes or cancellations were imminent. She first dyed the tips of my hair blonde and then took off nine inches. My original expectation was a tiny trim. Sometimes what we expect to be small turns out … Continue reading Step Towards the Pain
