Conspicuous consumption
The most charming thing about breakfast is letting someone else cook it for you. * @ Spencer House Bed & Breakfast, Erie PA. Best waffles ever created.
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Kudos
Kudos, kudos, kudos all around. First to Lynnelle, who asked for ’em. He-hee. Then to Kathleen, the first person to guess all four right! Also to Kim, who also got all four right and most definitely made me laugh… And well, okay, actually to all of you for being so wicked smart. With the exception of
Pop quiz
What’s the difference between cannelloni and cannellini? Last night I had a fun discussion over some homemade hummus created by my friend Amy. (I know; she keeps popping up on here. Can’t help it. She is a super cook and a discriminating reader and I’ve been hanging out with her lately.) Hummus is amazing. Especially
My kinda fitting room
Confession: I hate fitting rooms. You would think that any business owner with a scrap of intuition could work this simple math: Any decent woman (+) one dog-ugly room (-) any homey touches whatsoever (+) glaring fluorescent lights (+) the merciless babble of the woman in the next stall on her cell phone (does not
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Done!
Before: During: click here After: I feel like inventing a ribbon to stick on the back of my van. “Orthodontic Awareness.” After two years of treatment, I am officially a survivor. ***** Top & bottom photo credit: my dear friend Shaunda Stoltzfus
Morning
I awake in the darkness, my mind reaching desperately to remember the second thing—the second part, which made sense of the whole. If I give myself a moment it will come back to me. But it does not, and after a time I cannot recall the first part either, nor what it was part of,
To nestle in his presence
I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my loving eye on you. Do not be like the horse or the mule, which have no understanding but must be controlled by bit and bridle or they will not come to you. Many are the woes
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Closets and community
This summer I heard a woman strongly caution against receiving truth from flawed sources. As in other people. “Anyone we allow to speak truth to us,” she said, “becomes our god.” With all due respect, this cannot be so. Everything good speaks truth to us, albeit imperfectly—even the sky. The heavens declare the glory of God,
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Static
Once upon a time, Mr. Alexander Graham Bell (whom we shall call God for short) picked up a telephone and spoke over it to his assistant, Mr. Thomas Watson. Did Mr. Watson hear the famous words ring out, “Mr. Watson—Come here—I want to see you”? He did not. In fact he heard nothing. Perhaps a