Listening versus Hearing

We have all had those moments where we don’t listened.  We hear the person talking, but we have completely zoned out and merely hear parts of the monologue.   It happens.  After all, we are human….flawed, imperfect, human beings.     Yesterday, while sitting in a drive-thru line, I received a phone call from a…

Girl Power

I really don’t get enough “girl time”.  Between my work, family, and the list goes on, the time I get to spend with my wide variety of girlfriends is slim.  Yesterday, on a spring like day, I went to a tea.  The setting was one of my friend’s gorgeous homes and will be one of…

The Next Phase

As Bryce walked out the door to go take the ACT, I said in a serious tone, “Wait, I want to take a picture,”.  His eyes rolled and he responded that I always want to take a picture.   I giggled and said, “Just kidding!  I wanted to see your reaction.”  Truth is, each moment…

Red Eye

In the middle of the night, I awoke to a large nose in my face…..Daisy’s subtle message for me to get the hell up and let them outside.    I stumble out of bed and realize that I am partially blind as my left eye is literally glued shut.   You know what is running…

What’s My Part?

After the last two days of dealing with what I would describe as incompetence in the realm of customer service, along with an incident involving another individual, I was beginning to wonder if I had a neon sign on or if it was simply another opportunity, you know, to grow.  UGH…..how much growth does one…

And The Oscar Goes To……

After the pizza fiasco of Friday night, I was sure that I would have a break from dealing with any customer service related issues.  After all, God’s sense of humor isn’t that twisted, right?  Wrong…..it is that twisted. Yesterday, I received a phone call from my 85 year old mother.  Her cable/phone were both out…

On The Flip Side

Did you miss me?  It feels like forever since I have entered words on this tiny platform.  The plague of germs invaded my space.  Wow, that sounds dramatic….in all honesty, I am at the end of a head cold.  My head seemed to weigh at least 500 lbs accentuated with a concrete block.  Maybe I…

The Process

Of course, I would never poke fun at my adoring husband, unless it is warranted.  The reality is, he isn’t going to do anything with the subject matter, so as a writer, I only feel it is my obligation to share.  It is my gift to the universe. I am certain that women can agree…