The turtle club....

I walked out of the front door and started down the steps when I suddenly realized I had a visitor. My visitor had brought its own home with him (how convenient...have house; will travel!)....the original RV life.

I was rather amazed to see this turtle on my front step so I sat down and watched him. Gradually, his head, which had been nearly completely retracted into the shell, began to emerge until it was fully exposed. We sat there, he sunning himself in the bright warmth and I just watching him with great curiosity.

There is no real point to this story except that I was absolutely delighted to have him. But the funny part was to come later. My daughter and I decided to release him somewhere in the wild where he would be safe from dogs and cats and other creatures ie neighborhood kids. We carefully put him in a box with a loose lid on top of a chair that was on the raised ramp to our back door. Then we each decided to take a nap before we set off to free him.

A couple of hours later we went to get the box....lo and behold, the box was empty and he was gone!!

Clever little turtle. I have no idea how he managed to get out of the box but somewhere lurking in my neighborhood is the new Houdini. Good luck to you, little pal!!

Step ONE for paving a neighborhood road.....

Please advise the neighbors of said neighborhood that on a certain time of a certain day they will not be able to get out of their driveway. Otherwise, you see, said neighbors are BLOCKED IN.

Yes, my street is getting paved today. Did I know paving was going to happen sometime in the near future? Yes! Did I know that it was today? No!

Well, alrighty then. If I ever pave someone's road, I really hope I remember to tell them when it will happen so they can get their car out of the driveway.

Being stuck in the house is not a bad thing, though. Shoot....I can hear my mop calling.

On Soulmates and such

So my daughter's friend, J, just got engaged last night. Which is highly ironic because in the fab five that comprise my daughter's circle of high school classmates who have kept in close touch through all 4 years of college, J was the most depressed about ever finding a true soulmate. She was convinced it would never happen.

Then, along came M. Shy, quiet, unassuming M. Within a few dates, it became apparent that this relationship was headed somewhere. That was 3 years ago. Now they will become married soulmates within the next year.

And that is how it happens. One step at a time. When we don't expect it. J is happy. M is happy. The other 4 girls acknowledge they could never marry M. But that is because he is not their soulmate.

Congratulations, J and M!

You know you have ADD when.....

....you leave the radio on SCAN for a 2 hour trip rather than listen to any one station.

Something about that just seems wrong.

Phil Mickelson

I loved the finish of the Master's. Do I play golf? Nope. Well, I did play putt putt as a kid....does that count? Do I normally even watch it? No, but this year I happened to see the last few minutes of the tournament on television.

What a beautiful scene.....Phil showed such grace and class and well, love. He shot the last hole, hugged his caddy and then with the determination of a man on a mission he strode to where his wife was, clasped her in an enormous hug and held on for dear life.

His wife has had breast cancer this year, and what an emotional win...to have his wife by his side. It was as though he won for her and yet at the same time he was crediting her for helping him win.

What a beautiful thing. I wish them well.

April showers....

....of pollen. Not rain falling from the sky but rather a yellow cloud of clinging powder that coats well, everything. And I really want to keep the window open...but oh no, that won't work. There is nothing quite so condemning as a window sill covered with a fine coat of pollen. Auuggghhh...

Sometimes I think God has a sense of humor.

About Easter. Pastor Danny preached on Mary Magdala. She had an eye toward serving the Lord in one way by anointing His dead body; He directed her toward another venue of service in showing Himself to her and having her spread the great news of His resurrection. I frequently get puzzled by my inability to serve the Lord the way I think I should. Good thing He has a better plan.

Without the Resurrection, there is no hope. With the Resurrection, there is hope for all eternity.