Quarantined?

Quarantined?

I remember my grandmother telling us that when she was a child, she was quarantined because she had scarlet fever.  Authorities posted a yellow sign on their house to warn people away.  I never thought we’d experience the same kind of isolation—minus the sign.  Yet 

Use It–or Lose It!

Use It–or Lose It!

“Use it or lose it.”  How often have we heard that axiom?  I have no idea.  But it’s a lot, a lot of times.  Here’s the thing:  I know it to be true.  How?  Because I’ve lost the things I haven’t used.  Sometimes it’s just 

Take Joy!

Take Joy!

Sometimes finding joy seems like an exercise in futility, like my attempting to climb Mt. Everest.  Not gonna happen.  Sometimes I stumble across joy, like it’s lurking and ready to pounce at the most unexpected moments.  But all the time, finding joy comes along with 

Operation Christmas Child Shoeboxes–Now!

Operation Christmas Child Shoeboxes–Now!

It’s here!  It’s here!  Operation Christmas Child Shoebox Collection Week is here!  Read on and see what that means. The Samaritan’s Purse website describes Operation Christmas Child this way—  “The world’s largest Christmas project of its kind, Operation Christmas Child, uses gift-filled shoeboxes to demonstrate 

Easy as Pie

Easy as Pie

I try not to brag, but my first apple pie turned out to be a masterpiece—flaky crust, tart but sweet apples, perfect baking time.  I was nine years old when I baked that pie.  My mom pretty much turned the kitchen over to me.  I 

Sweet!

Sweet!

I have a confession to make:  if I’m scanning through Facebook and see a video with baby goats, I will stop and watch that video all the way through—at least once.  Usually more than once.  Or I might go back and watch it again later—at 

Imperative

Imperative

Our yellow Labrador retriever, Bailey, loves other dogs.  She does not understand that other dogs don’t necessarily love her.  When she sees a dog, any size dog, she wants to run to them, touch noses, sniff around them (you know what I mean), and maybe 

If I Had a Hammer . . .

If I Had a Hammer . . .

All I was trying to do was get a document to print.  Just two or three measly pages—that was all I needed.  Do you think I could get the computer/printer to spit out those pages?  Not a chance!  I needed them right away so that 

Enigma

Enigma

In a 1939 radio broadcast, Winston Churchill, the Prime Minister of Great Britain, declared the following about Russia:   “I cannot forecast to you the action of Russia. It is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma; but perhaps there is a key. That 

What Did You Say?

What Did You Say?

My husband’s nickname for me is “pw,” short for “patwright.”  I’m Pat, and my maiden name was Wright.  I told you that to tell you this.  We once had a conversation that went something along the lines of the following: Husband:  Hey, pw, would you