To-do / To-done / Ta-Da!

To-do / To-done / Ta-Da!

While driving along, we began discussing a project we were working on together.  Since we usually have very different ways of approaching planning and doing, we had a conversation that went something like this:  I observed that we had a lot to do to be 

Kind of . . .

Kind of . . .

Harry Potter! One of the television stations ran a Harry Potter marathon recently (actually they do this pretty regularly so it wasn’t an event).  I wasn’t watching intently (in fact, I don’t know which of the movies it was), but I did hear dialogue that 

Transformers

Transformers

I watch HGTV and know a lot of other people who do, too.  I’m particularly hooked on the programs that feature a family choosing from two or three house options and then watching the experts turn the chosen one into a spectacular home.  I enjoy 

It’s Like Riding a Bike

It’s Like Riding a Bike

Charles, our grandson, is in process—just as we all are.  Currently he’s learning to ride a two-wheeler with no training wheels.  Seeing a video of him wobbling along with his dad protectively trying to make that magical moment of independence happen brought back memories of 

Virtual Reality

Virtual Reality

Recently our son-in-law, Nate, received a virtual reality set-up.  (Okay, the truth is that I don’t even know any of the terminology for any of this so you can commence sniggering any time you want.)  Nate was over the moon when he saw the box; 

The View from Here

The View from Here

I didn’t realize the blackboard (yes, it really was a blackboard—chalkdust and all) looked fuzzy.  It seemed okay to me.  But somehow or other (I don’t remember how this came about), my mom and her mom took me to the eye doctor.  After some very 

Community

Community

We lived in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, for three years.  My husband had an assignment as an ROTC professor at Louisiana State University.  While there, I attended LSU and completed my bachelor’s degree in English literature.  While there, I also fell in love with certain aspects 

whypatwright?

whypatwright?

    When Charlie and I became engaged, I began a campaign for him to take my maiden name (Wright) rather than my taking his surname (Youther).  No dice.  But Wright is so much easier than Youther.  People make fun of Wright by saying “left”