Weekend Coffee Share: Where do You Find the Holy?

We were walking out of Central Barbecue in Memphis, Tennessee, when Paul said, "Let's walk around the front of the motel and see what it is." We'd driven past the sign on the way to the barbecue place, knew we should know the name but came up bupkis. Was is some old rocker's momma's name? …

Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share: Where do You Find the Holy?

Weekend Coffee Share: Election Edition

If we were having coffee, I tell you that looking back over my many years and several election cycles, I cannot remember one where my heart has been so heavy, about which I felt such dread, quadrupled on Friday when FBI Director Comey injected himself, once more against all policy and procedure, into the mess. …

Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share: Election Edition

Weekend Coffee Share: Waffle House Edition

Last Saturday, Paul and I got our coffee and breakfast fix at that bastion of 'Murican greatness, the Waffle House. I can't help sharing it with you, and hope you might come to know and love it as we do. It's not fancy. It's definitely not elegant, and you have to be in the American …

Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share: Waffle House Edition

Weekend Coffeeshare: Muddy Paws Edition

If we were having coffee, you would readily see by her muddy paws and "Who? Me?" expression regarding the holes dug on the garden path that Blanca has grown tired of the rain and her subsequent captivity. She takes seriously her roles of Bird Bath Supervisor, Scourge of the Hydrangea, Excavator of Stones for the ongoing construction …

Continue reading Weekend Coffeeshare: Muddy Paws Edition

Weekend Coffee Share: Terrifying Bubbler Edition

If we were having coffee, it would be a quick one because I have so much to do! We're having one of Paul's best friends in life over for dinner, and so I have shopping and cooking and baking and cleaning to do, oh my! But we'd get a laugh over Blanca's fear of and …

Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share: Terrifying Bubbler Edition

Weekend Coffee Share: Mother’s Day Edition

If we were having coffee, I'd wish you a Happy Mother's Day if you're a mother, and maybe whether you are or not we would talk about our own mothers, grandmothers, and the other women who mothered us. With unadulterated affection I'd tell you about my Auntie Helene, possibly the most motherly woman I ever knew, …

Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share: Mother’s Day Edition

Weekend Coffee Share: Doggy Door Edition

If we were having coffee, I would excitedly tell you or better, show you that at seven months old Blanca has finally mastered the doggy door! Well, mostly. Thursday she woke up from a long nap having seemingly forgotten and had to be pushed through, but since then she's done it all on her own, the …

Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share: Doggy Door Edition

Fresh Strawberries #Weekend Coffee Share

If we were having coffee, I'd serve you a slice of homemade quiche with a side of these gorgeous strawberries, bought from a woman who sells them from the parking lot of the Petsmart where I buy dog and cat food and, truth be told, treats and toys for them, too. We would marvel at …

Continue reading Fresh Strawberries #Weekend Coffee Share

If We Were Having Coffee…

  If we were having coffee.... I would probably struggle at not sounding like Debbie Downer; it's not been the best week. Which isn't to say it hasn't had moments of light, but it's been a week of homesickness, honestly, and missing the friends and family who understand me and love me anyway. Wednesday we had …

Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee…