August 2010

August 28, 2010 | 0 comments

County Fairs are one of those things that you look forward to each summer.  My daughter-in-law and I took my grandson during the first week of the Fair.  He’s at that age where he doesn’t protest going to the arts and crafts exhibits, gardens and flowers, and the pavilion packed with new gadgets, cheap jewelry, homemade peanut brittle and fudge.  We ate our way through the fairgrounds.  Is there anything better than cotton candy and deep fried zucchini, funnel cakes and pot stickers? 

We wove our way carefully through the barns of cows.  “Cow” is a new word for my grandson.  “Moo.”  We saw horses, rabbits, chickens, goats, sheep, guinea pigs, ducks and swans.  My favorite: the sleeping pig and her nursing piglets. 

We saved the best for last: the carnival.  I’m too old for rides, and my DIL wasn’t interested in being tilted and whirled.  She won a white tiger for her little tiger.  Replete with junk food...

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August 20, 2010 | 0 comments

I recently returned from four wonderful days in paradise (Coeur d’Alene, ID) with nine Christian dynamo writers for a “plot, pray and play” retreat.  Brandilyn and Mark Collins host the gathering each year.  Brandilyn came up with the idea of brain-storming sessions some years ago.  I’m a late comer, invited last year after I mentioned to my friend, Robin Lee Hatcher, how much I missed being able to brain-storm with other writers.  I was honored, thankful and excited when Brandilyn extended the invitation to join the group.  

We start each morning with a devotional, presented by one of the members.  Then we sing hymns. (Brandilyn Collins, Tammy Alexander and Karen Ball should make a CD!). The rest of the day is spent in brain-storming sessions.   Each of us has an hour and fifteen minutes to present our WIP (“work in progress”).  Everyone jumps in with ideas.  (Love the “list of 20”.)  The creative energy is amazing...

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August 11, 2010 | 0 comments

The class of ’65 gathered again this year.  We bring along year books and reunion pictures and spend the day laughing as the years fall away.  We started getting together every year when we lost two friends to cancer.  It reminded all of us how time can get away from us, and friendship is important.  We have a great class president who keeps the ball rolling.  Someone always volunteers to host the reunion, and everyone brings something to share.   It always feels as though it’s only been a few weeks since the last time we saw one another.  

Some of these friends and I go back to kindergarten.  My husband, Rick, was a late arrival in fifth grade.  A few others came in high school.  We’ve grown up to become teachers, banker, insurance agent, park ranger, historian and museum administrator, college administrator, social workers, child psychologist, senior citizen advocate, realtor, business owners, just about everything...

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