Time Out



How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. —Annie Dillard, The Writing Life

I’ve blogged 72 days in a row. Since February 1, I’ve hovered over my keyboard asking God for something important or whimsical or, at least, new to say. He’s answered my prayers for the most part.

This week, I’m taking a break. I hope you’ll come back next Tuesday to see if He’s whispered anything else in my ear.

Until then, Happy Spring!

Rearview Mirror for 4/12/2015

A linear recap of the past week’s thoughts and events.

Sunday: Easter Sunday. Chocolate bunnies were consumed.

Monday: Coco visited the orthodontist. Cherry sang in a choir concert. I drove the car.

Tuesday:  Joan Didion and I have the same opinion.

Wednesday: I met a friend for coffee. Chocolate croissants were consumed.

Thursday: I pinned this truth on Pinterest.

Friday: Cherry swims before school. It’s up to me to pick her up at the pool and get her to first period Biology before the tardy bell. It’s usually not a problem, except for the monsoon that hit San Antonio between 7:40 and 8:15 a.m. Oh, one more thing. Rush hour traffic.

Saturday: I read a book and cleaned two swimming pools. Must sleep.