
A Grateful Heart: “I love you more!” and other good communication habits
The only kind of yelling I really want to do. I usually end this exchange with “Well, you can try!” “I said …
The only kind of yelling I really want to do. I usually end this exchange with “Well, you can try!” “I said …
The Cessna 182 tied down in Custer, South Dakota. On the first day of my long cross country to Oshkosh, I figured out …
Another benefit to the 6 a.m. flying lesson–spectacular sunrises. “How’s six?” “In the a.m.?” I sputtered. When I said I was “free …
Decompressing after my first flying lesson with my fantastic instructor, Stan. We worked on the “four fundamentals” of flying, including turns, take-offs and landings. …
I walked back in time this week. Back to the days where lung-searing breezes and melt-your-soul temperatures were a daily experience. Ugh. …
“I want a cheeseburger!” I made the declaration last week, at approximately 11 p.m. while draped on Mr. T’s shoulder watching So …
I would like the record to state that–Christmas decorations aside–my contribution to the Redden family garage mess is now contained in but …
Since even the sweat pants are a little tight lately, I’ve got to start listening to that bathing suit! “COME ON! Jab, …
Garage cleaning continues! A few more Flashback Friday gems for you… 1. One dedicated journalism student Senior year, apparently just a few …
Who knew finishing my doctorate would mean going back in time? Well, that’s what it feels like tackling an overdue to-do: Diminishing …