We need to talk about spaghetti.
Because first, everybody loves spaghetti. Am I right?
And then, because look at this…
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My Crush
Every now and then the Fab Hub suggests that I write a post about how awesome he is. I honestly don’t know if he’s totally serious or kidding because he thinks I won’t actually do it.
Sometimes, though, an opportunity presents itself and you just gotta take it.
The Fab Hub is indeed awesome for many reasons. I probably don’t tell him that often enough. And I’m sure I don’t tell him often enough that nearly twelve years later, I still have a terrible crush on him.
Why? Happy to tell you…
Snack-Sized Wisdom
I love quotes. I love words in general, but quotes are the best.
When I was a kid, I read every single “Quotable Quotes” section in the Readers Digest every single month. Loved them.
I still love quotes. They are like snack-sized bites of wisdom. Need a quick fix? Have one. Need more? Keep going until you’ve had your fill.
I will often grab a quote that crosses my path at just the right moment and stick it on a Post-It somewhere obvious – or on Pinterest, of course. When I write a letter or a card, I often look for just the right quote to include for the recipient for that particular occasion.
Given the opportunity to consider some of my favorites, I submit the following:
Potentially Useful Skills: A Follow-Up
My Mom always says, “Half of being smart is knowing what you’re dumb at.”
How true.
And the older I get, the smarter Mom gets, of course. Maybe it’s just that as we mature, we realize that our parents actually do know what they’re talking about. They do have all that experience they lay claim to and they actually have learned from it. Perhaps it is that as we mature, we realize that we don’t actually know as much as our younger selves believed. Maybe it’s a combination. If what Mom said is true, maybe as we grow, we are smart enough to realize that we simply don’t know it all. Nor should we.
A Standing Date
On the night they met, my Grandmother told my Grandfather that he was crazy.
I’m pretty sure she told him that many more times over the course of their life together, but that night was the first - at least that’s how I remember the story.
Guest Post by Proxy – Five Random Facts
I asked the Fab Hub for help with this post…it was harder than it looked.
He would not provide me with examples of five random things about me or my family that he felt were interesting, funny, bizarre, or anything else. Why not? He needed more specific criteria.
I needed someone more likely to be able to produce random facts on demand, so I called in The Pro: Super Sister. The volume of strange and random facts that came flew at me via text message and the speed at which they flew was truly impressive.
About That Detention…
So, when Kat visited and commented on the Detention post, she suggested that as an adult, it would be wise to avoid the kissing hallway. Good advice.
Well, here’s the funny part about that…
It occurs to me that the reason the whole PDA detention/math teacher thing haunts me is that the Fab Hub and I worked together at the same place (yes the PDA place) for the last eleven years. Every time we entered the same room, I felt morally obligated to make sure there was plenty of “room for the Holy Spirit” between us – and by that, I mean a safe distance of at least ten feet.
And riding the elevator together? Yeah, that would put me on edge for the rest of the day lest someone think there was anything going on in there!
No wonder.
And only in my world, right?
Detention: Not Exactly The Breakfast Club
I’m pretty sure I only served one or two detentions in school.
I was a “good kid.” I was a teacher’s kid, for crying out loud. There was really no option where in-school conduct was concerned - if you did something bad and your parent was a teacher, they knew all about it before your butt ever hit the front seat of the car.
Making Good on Some Promises
Sometimes life gets away from me.
It’s kind of like an unruly dog. He snaps the leash and takes off running. I chase after him, the world a blur as it whizzes by…
A few weeks ago, I did a post that included quite a bit of food. In that post, I mentioned that I almost scrapped the post because I battled with myself over whether or not to post it at all. I promised to elaborate on that and so here it is – confession time.
Happy New Year to You!
Hello, dear readers and friends…
Yes, I am still alive.
I know I have been “off the grid,” here for a while. It really was unintentional. I posted two sort of gush-my-heart-out posts right after the events of Newtown, CT a couple of weeks ago and then…well, I just felt kind of off.
I had (and still have) several posts in process. And I started a few new ones, too. One day I felt like the post was too trivial in the aftermath of Newtown. Another day, I just never finished. Yet another we got caught up in the busy-ness and stuff of life. On other days we had various holiday gatherings and events to attend. Right after Christmas, I ended up in bed with some sort of 24-hour flu-like nonsense. Then I felt better. Then I had a horrible sinus headache. And so on and so on and blah blah blah.
The definite plus in all of that is that we have been having a wonderful time.
I have not lost my commitment to my efforts and enjoyment here. I have not forgotten you – in fact, I quite miss you! I think I am just scattered and distracted and the only solution to that is to start gathering up all my little bits and pieces and getting everything in line once again.
We have had a wonderful season of holidays these last few weeks. This Christmas, especially, has been fun and holy and wonderful in ways never imagined. I am truly blessed; my entire family is truly blessed. We are blessed many times over and for that, I am truly thankful. I actually started a post enumerating some of the great joys in my life and the things for which I am grateful…but it, too, is on the unfinished pile.
And so today’s post is simply a “hey, how are you and I’m still here” kind of placeholder. Some may call it a lame-out; others may say it’s honest. Whatever it is…it is me.
I’ll be posting again regularly – that is a promise! In the meantime, Kidzilla, the Fab Hub, and I wish all of you, your families, and friends, a safe, healthy, and very happy New Year!