Boondock Ramblings

My Word of the Year for 2020

Do you start your new year off with a word you hope and plan will define that new year? I’ve been doing that for a few years now, a tradition that started with my brother who was doing… Read More

Why I can’t seem to get myself back on Instagram

I was off Instagram for almost a month and I don’t feel really interested in going back to it. I did log back on this week and as usual my visual brain was completely overloaded and I started… Read More

A story to tell Chapter 9

Have you been following along with Blanche’s story? Let me know in the comments! To catch up to the story find the links to the other chapters at the end of this one.   Chapter 9 The few… Read More

The state of our world today

I was very anxious about several situations the other night, feeling restless and bitter about the actions of others, in my world, in the world in general. I knew I should be reading the Bible instead of scrolling… Read More

Let’s focus on living instead of dying

People are depressed. I mean it, people. People all around me are depressed. I can’t turn around without someone standing there or writing somewhere that they are in mourning. The people who are having family members dying, or… Read More

Wrestlers, degenerate reporters and a president on this week’s reading list

This post is part of the Sunday Salon, which is a group of bloggers who join together one day of the week to share what they’re reading, watching or simply what’s up in their life, although it’s mainly… Read More

The town that lost its’ library

The day the library died in the tiny town of New Albany, Pennsylvania, rain fell from the clouds like a waterfall and didn’t stop. The already saturated ground gave way with nothing left to hold it in place…. Read More

The week in review: swearing preschoolers, more rain, and a little local history

When I got back from picking up a few groceries one day this week my 11-year old niece let me know that my daughter, who will be four in October, had been placed in time out while I… Read More

Why I didn’t want to tell my son about the death of Anthony Bourdain

I didn’t even know him. Not really. But yet it was almost like losing a close friend. I’d had a crappy night of sleep with two sick kids and I had reached for my phone to see what time… Read More