Years ago one of my children, after just one week as a freshman in high school, made this comment, “Sometimes I wish I were a geek, it would be so much easier.” I knew exactly what the child was thinking and the child had correctly assessed the high school dynamic. There are perils that come with popularity. Perils fraught with pressure – pressure to stay connected, pressure to compete, pressure to look good, pressure to be in the know…cutting edge…included…doing…
And I am not stupid. So when I am hit with the same pang of conviction twice in one week I am smart enough to know God is trying to show me something. Pang #1 hit me during a casual conversation with a friend at the football field. My friend was sharing with me about her husband. She was gushing about him, she said that he amazed her and on and on and on. Hmm, I couldn’t remember the last…
Every few years you have to reassess the deal options out there. When our kids starting going to college we realized we needed a strategy to save on flights. We have tried several credit cards and hands down the best is SouthWest. Before you read any further please let me be clear about using credit. Credit cards are very dangerous and require lots of discipline. Many financial advisers recommend that you don’t use credit cards at all. The SouthWest Visa…
I was at a DotMOM Conference and heard Kathy Peel explain this very clever concept – The Clutter Jail. Kathy, author and family manager expert, created a clutter jail for her children. If they left there clutter around the house – she did not nag – she did not chastise – she did not punish. She simply picked it up and put it in jail. Do not pass go, do not collect $200. When her child discovered the item was…
What is it with me and white lately?! I am tempted by all things white: the white fire place and my wedding dress the white cabinets I want for my kitchen the silver tub with the white porcelain lining And now the white Nikon J1. I want it. And I am rather attached to it. If I had a J1 my pictures might look like more Ree Drumond’s or Ann Voskamp’s. If I had it I would take…