Author Archives: chick

This afternoon my husband was going to do some work outside, but the darkening sky gave him pause. He called me outside and asked, “Do you think it’s going to rain?” The air was cooling, the sky was turning dark, … Continue reading →

I pulled more than a half dozen books off my bookshelf tonight and put them in the donation pile. Most of the books on my shelves are old favorites, so it’s impressive that I managed to find any that I … Continue reading →

I walked the driveway 8 times, or roughly .5 miles. I finished my 13th book of the year (Bellweather Rhapsody by Kate Racculia, A+). I received 6 packages today. One was presumably a mini trampoline, though I’m not sure, because … Continue reading →

I’m glad that I long ago established a set of things to do each day as a bare minimum. And I’m glad I made a habit out of meeting that minimum. Had I not, I doubt I would have even … Continue reading →

Thanks to Wordsmith.org’s A.Word.A.Day, I now know that there is such a thing as a “homophene,” which is any word or phrase that looks the same when pronounced (i.e., words that look the same to lip readers). For example, the … Continue reading →

I woke up late today. Really late. I have allowed my schedule to drift too much. My kids may not be physically going to school during the week, and I may not be physically going to work, but we still … Continue reading →

This morning, it got suddenly very bright in the bedroom, then dark again. Half-asleep, in a state of near dreaming, I thought to myself that the sun had just gone nova and that the world was about to end. The … Continue reading →

At least the kids make the most of riding their bikes on the driveway. And I take my walks back and forth. And my hubby does woodwork. We each have our own little outdoor escape, and what a blessing that … Continue reading →

Today we all left the house! Shocking, I know. My hubby’s truck was due for inspection, so he had to drop it off, which meant I had to take the kids with me in the car to pick him up. … Continue reading →

I stayed up way too late last night trying to finish the mystery I was reading (The Monogram Murders by Sophie Hannah). I didn’t quite make it to the end. There comes a point at which the eyelids develop a … Continue reading →