I guess I’m a lot of things: a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a crafter, a cook, a reader, a writer, a homemaker, a pianist, and probably a lot more too. But at the end of the day, I’m just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.
Today I took a long walk. Ryan had a conference call, and Jameson had a bit of a fussy afternoon, so we walked to keep the fuss out of the house. Jameson loves walks (for the most part, right Mom?). So up North Street we went, and around the cemetery. Feeling adventurous, I turned left. [...]
The scent of a Yankee candle lingers in the air.
A small lamp illuminates the now-empty “baby’s” room. Projects are done for the night.
Ryan is on the couch, working. De-bugging. Laughing. Coughing.
Jameson is in his basket, soundly sleeping.
And I, I am noticing it all. Thinking how much I love, love, love this apartment. Thinking that [...]
I know I haven’t updated in awhile.
Life’s been busy with musicals and friends visiting and sunny days in the garden and life changes.
I’ve been
:. thinking about how different truth spoken in love is than truth laced with sarcasm, cynicism, and negativity. And thinking about how blogs need to abide by the Ephesians 4.29 rule, just [...]
Jameson learned to talk!
Well, you know.
He learned how to say gagagaga dadadada.
Very sweet, I must say. Especially when accompanied by dimples and bluer-than-blue eyes!
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. Read more »My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
"Even in countries like Canada and the U.K., there is no intrinsic right to health care. Rather, citizens in these countries are told by government bureaucrats what health-care treatments they are eligible to receive and when they can receive them. All countries with socialized medicine ration health care by forcing their citizens to wait in lines to receive scarce treatments.
Although Canada has a population smaller than California, 830,000 Canadians are currently waiting to be admitted to a hospital or to get treatment, according to a report last month in Investor's Business Daily. In England, the waiting list is 1.8 million."
A fabulous thought on responding to our children's fears: Yes, your fears are valid, and YES, Jesus came to deliver.
Well said. Nothing genius, but then again, it seems that us duped Americans just need a lot of basic truth these days.
"Sotomayor’s comments were literally scripted — for a lecture. She then published that speech in a law journal. It’s apparent she meant what she said, and if a white judge ever said anything similar, his career would be over. And, as former federal prosecutor Andrew McCarthy notes, any typical citizen who said anything of the sort would be dismissed from a jury pool."
Creepy: the exact word I use when describing my feelings about leaders who go out of their way to promote infanticide. But that's another story. (ht: lore.unskewed.com)
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