Westwoods

  I dreamed last night my cell phone was stolen. In my dream I was surprised at my depth of grief over its loss. I had no idea how attached I had become to minute by minute reports of my children's whereabouts and their well-being. Shaunti is starting her second term of Bible school and has been sick for two weeks of the three weeks of first term. I hear her voice over the phone and watch her program over the internet and see her carry her familiar water bottle around on stage...the same tactical part of her that sits on my kitchen counter most evenings in preparation for the next day of work, when she's home. Funny how a lifeless item can mean something to a mom. A week goes by so quickly. So does a year. I went in for a cleaning to the dentist this week and found it was time to renew my yearly plan. And that I have need of a crown. This doesn't suit me at all. I am going to Italy the month of February with my man and that is expense enough. About crowns...I figure if I am

  It has been wicked cold the last week. Cold makes people do weird things. Like browse seed catalogues, debate about hybrid or organic practices of horticulture, order seeds, and plan their gardens. They sit inside endless hours looking at the beautiful sunshine and resisting the urge to go out in it. Looks can be deceiving as we know, the frosted over windows and doors bely this. Better to stay inside and stay safe. However, after a few hours of snuggling in with YouTube, Instagram, and Netflix or Prime, you feel generally overwhelmed with the state of the world. Some people, will even succumb to its clutches and let it upset them and make proclamation about how people are getting dumb and dumber. And I agree. Except I think people have always been getting dumb and dumber but didn't always have social media platforms to expose themselves to the whole world. Which leads me to remember the lawsuit many years ago about the woman who spilled hot coffee on her lap from a known fast fo