Category: Indulgence

  • Even if you’re not a huge Quentin Tarantino fan, there’s a chance you’ll still like “Inglourious Basterds”, if you can overlook Tarantino’s signature overuse of gore.

  • I believe the last big Fifty party has come and gone – and it was a Grand Finale, just like at the end of a fabulous 4th of July fireworks show. Of course, I have to make it clear that Rae is not 50. Yet. She is hanging on tight to 49 for three more days.…

  • My friend Darla's daughter finished up two weeks of summer camp in East Texas today. Another friend, Patti, offered to let her spend last night at her lakehouse near the camp so she wouldn't have to make such a long drive first thing this morning. Darla invited me to go along just for fun. Heck, yes!…

  • Tom stood in the doorway, bent over, hands on his knees. "Did you almost faint or something?" He shook his head, smiling. Or was it a grimace? "My back. Here…help me." He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed until (groaning the whole way) he was standing up straight. He hobbled back over to the…

  • A new stage in life for Daniel as of yesterday…no more dorms. We loaded up the black truck and the van with most of his bedroom and delivered it to a quiet apartment complex several blocks from the university. I have to give him and his roommate Austin credit for doing their homework and settling…

  •     It rained today! Not just a sprinkling that left streaks in the dust on my van, but a real downpour that made Charly nervous and Max bark and Frankie want to come in the house. They had forgotten what this strange stuff was! It came down so hard that the tail-end of my van was washed clean!…

  •     A new week starts tomorrow – a week that is going to keep me running from 5 am Monday morning until 4:30 Friday afternoon. Not only do I have the normal weekly challenges, but we're going to go computer shopping (Kendall) and car shopping (me!) And on top of that, I've got the weekend's overflow…

  •     Using my cell phone as a flashlight, Tom and I followed a dirt trail through oaks and junipers. A string of lights blinked at us through the boughs – a beacon in the darkness. I couldn't believe we forgot a flashlight. Or that I had worn my flip-flops. But we still worked our way up the steep rocky…

  • For several nights I've been scanning and scanning pictures…dozens of pictures depicting a rite of friendship that is celebrating its 10th anniversary this year – my annual Lago Women's Trip to Port Aransas. My friend Nancy asked for the photos months ago – she wants to compile a scrapbook. I jotted it on my list…"photos to…

  • "My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue…an everlasting vision of the everchanging view. A wondrous woven magic in bits of blue and gold. A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold…"        Carole King's words touched something inside me the first time I heard them thirty-eight years ago, triggering a longing for richness, depth…