Category Archives: Inner Circle

This week my oldest son took part in his last Pinewood Derby race.  For those unfamiliar with the Boy Scout program, the Pinewood Derby is a challenge done in the Cub Scout years (Boys from 8-10) where a small car … Continue reading →

You’ll never believe what happened after posting my blog last week, the post for January 2nd popped up.  I laughed and wanted to poke my finger into my computer’s eye at the same time (if only computers had them).  On … Continue reading →

Unfortunately, this year began with a huge stumble for me.  My blog for Monday January 2nd not only didn’t post, but was gone.  Technology and I have never been close.  It’s more like a grudging working-relationship out of necessity.  But … Continue reading →

Recently, I went to a store to buy batteries.  When the checker rang me up she said something like, “six dollars please.”  Immediately I said, “That can’t be right.”  I had bought two packages of batteries, and the larger one … Continue reading →

Christmas Tree Bread is an annual tradition in my home.  Every day, from December 1st to Christmas Eve, dough is raised, cut in half, rolled out, a pecan filling added, shaped into the iconic tree, cooked,  and shipped out to our … Continue reading →

My ten-year-old son played in a football championship game over the weekend.  A game I’m thrilled to say we won—our first undefeated season.  After a trophy ceremony on the sideline with pictures galore, we climbed into our vehicles to attend … Continue reading →

The knot in my stomach, once the size of a baseball has ballooned into something closer to a bowling ball.  Each Saturday it grows a little bigger, leaving me nauseous for hours afterwards.  Good grief!  What ails you?  I’m sure … Continue reading →

A paperclip here, a stamp there, most people would never dream of robbing a bank, but don’t even hesitate when taking small things like these from their employers.  Some are even willing to adjust their time card, adding minutes they … Continue reading →

When I look at the world, I feel insignificant and small. Can I make a difference?  No, not really.  Not at all. Then I turn to my children and see, the world in their eyes is me. The hours spent … Continue reading →

In these tough economic times, I find it hard to breathe sometimes.  The rising gas and food prices, chip, chip, chip away at what little sanity I have left.  No, Mr. President, I don’t own a Hybrid, and making five … Continue reading →