Showing posts from May, 2008

Memorial Day 2008

While most people are outside camping, swimming and grilling, The Hubster and I spent most of the day indoors. Ark City was stormy a good portion of the day. That has been the routine for the last week or so. What do May showers bring? June mosquitoes?


We had revival services this week at Missionary Baptist Church. Dr. Wayne Hudson of Azle, TX, was the evangelist. Tall Texan with a no-nonsense approach. Loved it! It was definitely back-to-basics. He talked about how Sunday morning worship has become "religious hoopdeedoo." (All the rituals, programs and fancy dress.) When was the last time we really got serious about worship and prayer?


The mulberry tree in our side yard has started to bear fruit. This event has brought every bird in the county to our house! The Hubster has been trying to photograph every species that comes by. The most unusual one was the Cedar Wax Wing. I bet we had 20-30 of them this morning. (See photo)


Saturday was my youngest daughter, Rachel'…


How do you throw away a trash can? Persistence pays off! Last week, I wrote in my blog whining about the trash can that just wouldn't go away. The trash collectors finally hauled it off on Friday. Hooray!

All it took was a brief note, attached to the offending item: "This is trash. Please take it away. Thank you!" Even then, all three city workers had to peruse the note and confer, before throwing it into the truck.


My niece, Becca, and her boyfriend, Jesse, graduated from Ark City High School yesterday. Rachel came down to attend (she and Becca are close friends) and we sweated in the 86-degree heat. After that, we hit the post-grad party trail. First up was Becca's get together at Granny Judy's house. We got to visit with a lot of relatives, have some good snacks, and pass around the new baby in the family. Becca's big sister, Jessica is visiting from Fort Bragg with beautiful Amelia.

The next party was for Tristan, son of my dear friend, Dionne. I remembe…

Happy Mother's Day!

A wise man (The Hubster) once said, "Behind every mom, there's a middle-aged fat guy making a mess. Yep, that's right! Yesterday was the day set aside to honor mothers. As we all know, if you really wanted to reward mothers for a job well done, every Sunday would be Mother's Day!

After attending church yesterday, I spent the day with my mother and my daughters. It was glorious! We hadn't planned it that way, but it turned out just us girls. I grilled chicken and steak, and Mom took care of all the rest. We ate lots, including chocolate sundaes followed by chocolate (!), opened presents, and then talked and laughed the afternoon away. (Silly photos next week)


A philosophical question: How do you throw away a trash can?

Months ago, after a large thunderstorm, we lost one of our three trash cans. It had blown down the alley and been run over before I could fetch it the next morning. When I retrieved it, Marcus Welby couldn't have saved the thing. It was dented, t…

Kibbie Got New Specs!

Just wanted to show you all a photo of my pretty daughter, Rachel, with her new glasses. We got them last week at Lens Crafters in Wichita. Isn't she a doll?

A poem by Maya Angelou

When I say...'I am a Christian,' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean livin'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, now I'm found and forgiven.'

When I say...'I am a Christian,' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say...'I am a Christian,' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.

When I say...'I am a Christian,' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say...'I am a Christian,' I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say...'I am a Christian,' I still feel the sting of pain...
I have my share of h…