Commentary on the intersection of race, culture, and faith
I think I may be Scrooge I have a confession to make: Christmas is probably my least favorite holiday. No...it IS my least favorite holiday*. I know that it sounds strange. There are things about the Christmas season that I like. I enjoy spending time with my family. The Husband and I have some Christmas… Continue reading I think I may be Scrooge
I've been busy for the last week and a half...two weeks actually...and it's left little time for writing. Two weeks ago, I was contacted to audition to play music at my church. About a month ago, The Husband signed me up for it. I was sick at home. He signed me up for guitar, vocals,… Continue reading Short post #3: A brief glimpse into my life
I did the unthinkable... As a parent, I generally avoid buying clothes that will only be worn once or even a handful of times because they're for a 'special occasion.' I'm talking about clothes that are only relevant for holidays or are for a specific occasion like a birthday as opposed to dress-up clothes (which… Continue reading I did the unthinkable…
My HOA finally decided to quit griping and actually solve a problem At the beginning of September, my HOA sent a nasty-gram to our neighborhood complaining about the fact that people were putting their trash out before the scheduled pick up days. A few days ago, they decided to quit their whining and at least attempt… Continue reading My HOA finally decided to quit griping and actually solve a problem
So, I got a nasty-gram from my Home Owners' Association... I live in an area that is comprised of blocks of attached townhouses. The townhouses are set off of a main road in an enclave with its own little streets. There is a homeowners' association (HOA) that 'runs' our little neighborhood. Most of the people… Continue reading So, I got a nasty-gram from my Home Owners’ Association…
My Love/hate relationship with laundry This is the story of a relationship. A quite dysfunctional relationship to be specific. This is the story of my relationship with Laundry. Laundry and I have known one another my whole life. To be honest, Laundry knew me long before I knew it. My first formal introduction with… Continue reading My Love/hate relationship with laundry
The Armchair Commentary 