Some books make you cry; others make you angry. This book does both. My teenage daughter had been asking me to read this for some time now, and I’m glad I finally did. If you are looking for a real page-turner, this is it. There is something for the young adult reader and the more... Continue Reading →
As some of you may know, I like to read the books my children have been assigned to read at school so we can talk about them. This weekend my 7th grader brought home, The Wave by Todd Strasser. The book is based on a history teacher’s class experiment in 1969. Originally published in 1981,... Continue Reading →
Nothing to see here folks, just a bunch of eggs. I really like eggs - growing up they were either scrambled with milk and cooked until there were buttery brown crunchy parts or soft boiled with a medicine cup serving as an egg cup - side of whole wheat or buttered pumpernickel toast, with Mom. With Pop, they were... Continue Reading →
I feel guilty about my first post. I feel guilty that I did not fall back on the hope of God to make a change. I feel sorry for despairing that my husband and children would never get to live the one life I live alone instead of looking to the word of God and... Continue Reading →
I'm Irish - or more precisely, my mom was from Ireland. She called us Yankees. I appreciate my Irish heritage, shamrocks and all that; so I get the whole trinity thing. I mean, St Patrick isn't the patron saint of Ireland for nothing! The legend of how he taught the Irish about the Trinity, father,... Continue Reading →
This story has taken hold of me. 1500 children lost in the last three months, reports of possible human traffickers getting ahold of them. I am undone. How can anyone think that this is acceptable? Why isn't this a national emergency? Why is the extent of our action a hashtag? Why is there so much... Continue Reading →
