Sunday, December 21, 2014


Saturday, July 19, 2014

I ran away from home this week, sort of.

For the first time in nearly 30 years, I took a vacation without a child or a husband (or both) in tow.

It was a fairly last-minute decision and one made out of necessity rather than luxury.

As I've said before, I'm always on the go, often taking on more than I can handle, while at the same time getting a rush from the challenge of it all.

It's worked out pretty well for most of my life, but during the past year, it's really started to take a toll.

My body is falling apart.

My insomnia is worse.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

The sun is shining and the birds are chirping at Mauch Chunk Lake as I sit in the parking lot waiting for people to arrive for Good News Camp.

Good News Camp is a faith-based, weeklong summer day camp that gives children the opportunity to learn about Jesus in a fun, outdoor setting.

My teenager volunteered (or rather was volunteered, by me) to assist with the children at camp for the week.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

I got my very first dog when I was in my 30s.

Not because I didn't want one before that, but because it was the first time in my life I was able to do so.

Zosia was part rottie and part shepherd.

She was very good with other people (especially children), but hated other dogs.

When my youngest daughter was an infant, Zosia would sleep under her crib. Should my daughter begin to stir or whimper in the middle of the night, Zosia quickly came into my room to alert me.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Just days before the official start of summer, my daughter reminded me that we needed to make a trip to the mall to purchase a "cute" swimsuit for the summer.

The idea of going to the mall made me cringe.

First there is the one-hour drive to Allentown, which, after a full day at work is most unappealing.

Then there is the large crowd of people which seems to cause me more and more anxiety as each year passes.

However, after some pouting and procrastination, I decided to compromise with her and head on up to the Schuylkill Mall in Frackville.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Last Sunday, (Father's Day) I found myself being a bit cranky and for some reason, not very interested in doing anything special for my husband.

As a father and stepfather to my children, he certainly deserved to enjoy his place of honor for the day; however, I really didn't feel like facilitating or participating in any Father's Day activities.

I knew it had nothing whatsoever to do with him.

Saturday, June 7, 2014

This past Saturday I had the privilege and pleasure of attending a 25th wedding anniversary celebration which included a renewing of the couple's vows.

The weather was perfect and the scenery was beautiful and relaxing.

The veteran bride and groom beamed just as I imagine they did the first time around.

There was no doubt in my mind that these two were just as in love, if not more so, than they were 25 years ago.

Saturday, May 31, 2014

While covering the Memorial Day services at Kennedy Park in Lansford on Monday, an elderly gentleman suddenly collapsed to the ground.

I turned around and watched as people rushed to his assistance.

Fortunately, two nurses happened to be among the spectators and were able to attend to him until the ambulance came (which took way too long, in my opinion).

As for me, all I could do was stand there, watch and pray.

Saturday, May 24, 2014

We have all read stories and reports about how much money our federal, state and local governments waste each year (which I find to be absolutely sickening), but recently I decided to take a look at my own wasteful tendencies.

I really didn't have to look very far.

Starting in my kitchen, I realize that I end up throwing away entirely too much food.

Fresh produce that I had every intention of turning into a healthy meal ends up wilting or rotting and ultimately makes its way to the trash can.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Let's face it, no one likes to lose.

Anyone who has ever participated in any type of competition would certainly choose being on the winning side rather than on the losing end.

I was one of those kids who had some natural athletic ability and was fortunate enough to always have been on a team that won more often than not.

Winning is easy. When the game is over, you smile and shake the hands of your opponents and let them know that it was a good game.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

I have come back to Pennsylvania with the sad report that we did not spot Nessie while on holiday in Scotland, and trust me, we looked.

Evidently, so do the folks who operate tour boats on the Loch.

The little tour boat that took us to Urquhart Castle came equipped with some impressive radar equipment that seemed rather out of place on such a small vessel.

Oddly enough, the gentleman who put our tour together informed our group that one of the tour boats had picked up some large and inexplicable images on the radar the day after we left.