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That's Me in the Middle

The Middle Child Even though you’re not the oldest, Or the youngest, you see, Being in the middle of a sandwich is the most important part, And in the middle of your body, you will find your heart. The engine in the middle is what runs a good machine; And your family wouldn't be the same without you in between. Author Unknown I’m not convinced that there is any place in the family birth order that is ideal. Firstborns seem competitive and driven-to-succeed, perfectionists. Seconds are independent and adventurous and rebellious. Middle children are the forgotten ones, the peacemakers and usually opposite of the firstborns. The babies are risk takers, idealists and immature. Birth order is fun to read about, but the truth for me is that every one of us is given the same recipe to succeed in life, despite hang-ups or hindrances, if we believe what the Bible says about us. I kicked the birth order doctrine right in the pants when I turned 8 years old. Financially, w

The Shuttle Party

Over the past several years, I have made a lot of trips to San Diego to see the kids. I have never enjoyed a Shuttle ride as much as last Wednesday. Little did I realize as I left the airport in Phoenix that I was going home party style! I liked the driver of the mini bus instantly. She was an attractive middle-aged gal donning a pair of jeans and a white shirt, classic style, my favorite. Her blond hair and skin were dry which is what I contend with in this hot climate. I felt at home! She was a friendly gal, quickly learning the names of all seven of us ladies, heading north to Sedona. She passed bottles of water to each of us; after all, it's Phoenix! I admired her openness about some of her driving challenges along the way and I particularly liked the pleasant way she solved problems that came along. Her upbeat personality won me over and interruptions did not disturb her. Once we got out of the city and turned north on the interstate jaunt, she turned up the radio and a si

Mother Nature, Are You Kidding Me?

My husband’s FB friend lives in Manchester, England, and can’t grasp why we are so excited about snow; it is so common to her. It’s anything but common in our desert towns here in the Verde Valley of Arizona. When Mother Nature dumps two feet of snow on us in the middle of the night, we go crazy. All of my local FB friends have their snow pictures plastered on their timelines. It’s just one day before spring, but I might have to drive to Walmart and buy a shovel. This is the same storm that started in the Pacific. My daughter called me from San Diego on Saturday telling me the rain is coming down in sheets. I called her the next day and told her that same storm is dumping sheets of snow on us. This morning my car got to be one of those with a roof load of snow that you see on the interstate and you wonder “where are they coming from with all that snow?” Our temps went from high 70's to low 30's in 24 hours. This mega storm is moving east. Just sayin…

What Your Favorite Soup Says About You

My daughter was excited when she picked me up at the airport last week. She ran a list of activities past me that we could do together on the ride home. That night she planned a little dinner party and I decided to have some fun with the guests at her dinner table. I searched my suitcase for a women's magazine that I threw in just before leaving home. I found the article about what your favorite soup says about you. For instance, French Onion says you are a risk taker. That's for sure for anyone drawn to the strength of those onions! Tomato soup says you're a carefree kid at heart. Split Pea says you're in the driver's seat, and so on. To get the conversation going, I targeted my polite little three year old granddaughter first. "Do you have a favorite soup that Mommy makes for you, Susanna?" "Yes, I do." She replied. "What is it?" I asked. None of us were prepared for this: "I like a bowl of Chocolate Soup!" She