Visit me at my embellished memoir, in short spurts at: http://SueAnnPorter.com Mostly everything really happened; I change the names to protect the innocent and camouflage the guilty. And sometimes I get into some interesting Bible stories and talk about my views and what I learned from the stories. Thank you for visiting My Embellished Memoir. Feel free to say hello!
Or another way of saying that is “history repeats itself.” First, a look ahead. Luke 21:25-27 says: 25 “There will be signs (attesting miracles) in the sun and moon and stars; and on the earth [there will be] distress and anguish among nations, in perplexity at the roaring and tossing of the sea and the waves, … More Sometimes the way forward is backwards
Our contractor sanded the kitchen cabinets, and I was supposed to put a coat of primer on them, and then two coats of paint. After working all Saturday afternoon, in which I also skipped my Writer’s meeting, I finally put the paintbrush down, and put the last cabinet door on the plastic to dry. … More Who’s a doofus? (Raises hand). Me.
Last thursday, I posted some pics of our yard before the Tree service guys removed the trees. I had every intention of posting the “after” pics on Friday. Meanwhile, I received a phone call Thursday night that my cousin Dan had died. This threw the tree transition to the back burner. I had to … More Less Trees: The “after” pictures
Today Fifteen trees will be removed from our property. These three are in the front yard, blocking the sunlight. Two of these trees produced enough leaves for Mr Porter to rake up 50 bags. Next year, he won’t have so many leaves to clear. If I had planned ahead, I could have taken these … More Today’s Tree Transitions
Instead of thinking of my life as one state of chaos to the next, I’ve decided that “transition” is a better word. As you know the de-pinking transition is in full swing. While we are still unsure if we will paint all the cabinets white, or the tops white and bottoms gray, Mr. Porter did … More My Transitions coming in 2017
Background noise is drowned out by the snowflakes hitting the ground. Snow’s arrival gives us nature’s permission to slow down, listen to our own breathing, our own footsteps. It causes us to stop running to catch up with the world, and to stop and notice our private place within the larger realm. Although … More Snow makes everything quieter.
I brought Bailey to PetMart yesterday to get his nails trimmed. He was starting to look Howard-Hughes-ish and needed those nails clipped. As usual, I bribed him with cheese to get him into the car. When we took a turn at the intersection, he realized we were not on the way to his friend Georgie’s … More Bailey’s Christmas Miracle
Well I hope that title got your attention, because I found an interesting fact in the book of Joshua and I will share it with you. After the people of Israel left Egypt, none of the males who were born during the time they wandered in the desert had been circumcised and dedicated to the … More Ending Slavery.
When events don’t happen as we think they should, it doesn’t always mean something went wrong. We plan events with our human brains, and we do the best we can. The story of Naaman amplifies this principle. Naaman had leprosy, and went to Elisha to be healed. Elisha told him to wash himself seven times in … More Things don’t always go as planned.
Bailey doesn’t appreciate being dressed in antlers, but it amuses me.
We bought a plastc SLOW man, hoping passing motorists would get the hint. Several small children live in houses across the street, and we have Bailey to protect. I put up the Slow Man two days ago, and woke up this morning to find that soneone had hit it with a car, and it … More The Saga of Slow Man
I suppose I could have “cropped ” the photo, so only my slippers are there. Instead, you can see my still-pink cabinets, and a miscellaneous plastic bag. Inside that bag are apples from a local orchard. Delish. I already made a dish of pseudo-apple crisp (no flour, no added sugar) and it was delicious. The … More New slippers for me
Moses and the Israelites fled from Pharaoh and his army into the dry land of what was, hours before, the Red Sea. The Egyptians pursued them into the sea with all their horses, chariots, and army. At this point, it looked like they would catch Moses. It looked bad. This would be the time for … More God took off the chariot wheels. Why?
Ok, so we are all eating leftover Halloween candy, and now it’s time to plan Thanksgiving. I’m assuming I am cooking, er, re-heating this year, as we should have the house suitable for human consumption by then. As I type this, my contractor is thumping in the attic, right over my head. I also have … More November, a new month, a new start
But first, Bailey, doing his Pretzel Legs thing. Because dogs are cute. Mr. Porter bought several bags of candy. For now, the candy is still inside the grocery bags by the front door. We just moved to this neigborhood, and the neighbors said that there are a lot of kids at Halloween time. I … More Halloween, NaNo, and New Lights
“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” – Psalm 90:12 The word “number” in that verse is translated “appoint” from the original Hebrew. That’s a much stronger meaning. Instead of “letting life happen” we are called to MAKE it happen. This is my newest notebook: It seems … More Appointing our days: “make it so”
It’s been a while since I’ve been able to steal a few minutes to blog, but I’m at the point where my head is about to explode, so it now has a higher priority. I was sick for a week with a mysterious stomach bug, so during that time, I did zero unpacking. … More Finding the floor
I came home from running errands, and there was an SUV by my house that looked like my previous realtor’s vehicle. I was not quick enough to get a picture, but with all this clowning around business, I can’t help but let my imagination wonder a little bit….was our previous realtor upset that we ignored … More A mysterious white SUV and other observations
I’m still fighting this stomach bug, and I have not won the battle yet. I feel better than yesterday, but I’m still dizzy and tired. But I have too much to do! I don’t have time to be sick; yet here I am. “Frustrating” is the best G-rated word I can come up with at … More I’m not sure what to do today.
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