Archive for June, 2014

Waffle Fail!

I’m the head chef around here, and Saturday & Sunday morning, I usually cook us a pretty good breakfast… Something went slightly awry this morning.

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Sandlot Memories

I grew up on vacant lots in the little desert town of Buckeye, Arizona; those bare patches of ground were the places I smiled and laughed the most. We had no boundaries as such, except the daylight; when night came calling, we reluctantly left the game of the day and headed for home. (I don’t think we broke any windows.) Read the rest of this entry »

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Sometimes… the Prizes Are Real!

Hold on to the good stuff!

Hold on to the good stuff!

Maybe some will disagree, but in every life there are at least a few days that are treasure. Read the rest of this entry »

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But… I’m Good At It!

I’m still thinking about that upcoming reunion and … the dance. Arlene assures me they won’t make me dance, but I’m not so sure I can trust her. Anyhow, it all reminds me of my childhood pal, Barry. Read the rest of this entry »

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It’s A Plot, I Tell Ya!!

A few days ago, I received an invitation to a class reunion, and I was mulling over whether to go or not. Sherry can’t go, but she encouraged me to fly over to Phoenix for the weekend and see my “old” classmates. I was leaning toward going, until I read about the activities they have planned. One of them is a <gulp!> dance! Read the rest of this entry »

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Full Coverage!

Ephesians 6:11 tells us, “Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes.” What is the full armor of God? Is it a simple thing—a one-piece outfit with a strip of Velcro down the front—or is it a complicated suit with myriad snaps and buckles? Is it comfortable or cumbersome? Read the rest of this entry »

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Maybe… Iv’e Got Time

Do you ever think about an old friend, and wonder what happened to them; where they are now? Do you wonder why you lost touch with them? I often do, and it usually comes down to the fact I didn’t try to keep them in my life. It’s one of those things I tend to beat myself up about. Read the rest of this entry »

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