When I took the ham out of the oven, the potatoes had a bite to them still, so I turned the oven higher. I could see the cream and cheese bubbling, making them scalloped, whatever that is. I placed the foil on top of the ham to keep it warm and returned to my chair. …
This is supposed to be funny. But very little about this year has wanted me to feel funny. I’ll try my best. All I know is Brian made me break the world. Late last year, he got an invitation to preach in Palm Beach, FL on March 8. We had never had a beach getaway …
I carried the garbage can full of cut branches and torn-out winter creeper to the concrete patio behind our house. To use some of my PTO time, I signed up for a writer’s retreat since we were not going to go home for Thanksgiving. I had taken a break after writing about 1,000 words to …
In March, Brian and I went to Palm Beach, Florida for a quick weekend trip where he was going to preach at their Unitarian Universalist Church. We had a lovely hotel with a beachfront room. Although it was chilly and windy, it was nice. But since Palm Beach is down the road from the President’s …
My best friend died last week. Virginia Carrion was my grandmother. I was lucky enough to have great grandparents. They were very caring and supportive. They wanted the best for me and all of my family. But I spent a lot of time with my Gramma Carrion. Growing up, my family got together on many …
In September, I found a group. I joined Alex Jacob’s School of Trivia and quickly found a good group of friends. I had quit almost all of my online communities when I left social media. But to find a group of people who like to play games and who keep a positive attitude has meant …
We missed the shuttle. After the Red Bus dropped us off, we thought we would head up to Avalanche Lake. But each shuttle looked more crowded than the last. Each biker appeared to have brought six friends. They all wanted to enjoy a trip on the Going-to-the-Sun Road without any cars to potentially push them …
I feel like I have abandoned this blog again as I do many times in the course of its existence. When it’s a one man show where I get to write about things I like or that I have researched, it doesn’t really matter. This is not something I make a penny on and in …
I have a difficult relationship. Parts of it make me feel wonderful. It expands my soul and truly acts like the greatest community I can be apart of. However, it also acts abusively. I feel hurt and it disregards my feelings. The Catholic Church hurts. Not just me, but the world. And instead of pointing …