Bringing Barney Back

My kids don’t watch Barney anymore. That’s mostly a good thing. Sometimes,  though, I miss their little kid shows. I really loved Diego’s “Rescue Pack” song. I used to salsa around the house whenever that came on. If I wasn’t in the room, my kids would call for me,...

Just Say No

I am a people pleaser. Big time. I want everyone to think I’m great, to invite me to all the parties, and to speak of me fondly when I’m not in the room. There are major problems with that, as you can imagine. One of the biggest problems is that I...

My Writer’s Routine

We all have routines. Athletes have them. Actors have them. Businessmen and women have them. Most of us are creatures of habit, and those habits help us do what we do to the best of our ability. In fact, my friend, Charity, a volleyball coach, says that when players...

I Am Not a Supermodel

I don’t know about you, but sometimes I get a little perturbed that I am not devastatingly beautiful. My skin is oily and my hair never makes those “beach waves” no matter what I try. But here’s the deal, girls: God made me. God made you. If he...

Lice Lessons

A few years ago, lice invaded our home. It was awful. I have two daughters with very thick hair and very tender scalps. I spent hours and hours raking a tiny comb through every single strand of their hair, pulling the disgusting little vermin out, watching them drown...

Life is Like a Concert Choir

I am typing this from the University of South Florida’s College of Music. Some of my students are here to attend a two-day vocal workshop with other students from all over the state. And I get to sit and listen. I wish I could cut and paste what I am hearing. It...