Shaking My Head…


The clock on our mantel died last night. It’s not like it’s an expensive clock… less than $25.00 from Target but it’s the main clock in our den so I rely on it quite heavily. The problem? It died at 9:03 and even after Tim pointed out that it was dead I continued to look at it to see what time it was. Yep, for one hour and 52 minutes I thought it was still 9:03pm… When my husband said he was tired and going to bed I found myself looking at the clock, shaking my head and thinking, “Boy is he getting old! First day of break and heading to bed at 9:03pm.” I really kind of felt sorry for him that he couldn’t stay up any later… it was almost embarrassing.

It gets worse… I was so tired I could hardly keep my eyes open as I tried to watch the Redskins play the 49ers but I kept looking at the clock and thinking I am not going to bed this early!! That is ridiculous. Then my phone buzzed and as I picked it up to read the message I… about… died… Yep, it was 10:55pm and here I sat trying not to be an old fuddy and go to bed before sunset. It was not until that very moment that I realized I’d been looking at the stopped clock for almost two hours NEVER NOTICING THAT THE TIME WASN’T CHANGING!!! Nope, thought Matt’s friend left at 9:03pm, thought halftime started at 9:03pm, thought halftime was over at 9:03pm, thought Tim headed to bed at 9:03pm.

It’s obvious that I am either way too excited about having my boys home for Thanksgiving or way too tired from getting ready for them. Either way my friends, it’s going to be a long day… but a really good week!!


Luke Time


One of the rare joys of being a mother of more than one child is getting to spend extended one on one time with them. Luke (my middle son) and I got to do just this when we spent time in Memphis just hanging out until he started his summer job. I learned a lot about Luke, things one can only learn sharing a hotel room for four days……FOUR DAYS!!

We tease Luke and tell him that he lives on “Luke Time” residing in his own world with his own timetable. Like for instance, when he tells you he is ready to go, that does not necessarily mean he has clothes on. No, it just means he’s ready to walk out the door in his boxers with his clothes and shoes in his hands. This works fine at home where our car is in our PRIVATE garage but this doesn’t translate so well when we are in a hotel!! So when this happened in Memphis, I gently suggest to my 20 year old, “Why don’t you put your clothes on BEFORE we leave the hotel room. We’re not in that big of a hurry.”  And I sat down in the TV area of our suite to wait… and wait… and wait… and then I heard him playing the guitar. So I glanced into the bedroom to see a half dressed Luke laying on the bed playing his guitar. He looked at me with his million dollar smile and instantly knowing the look that was on my face reminded me “You said we weren’t in a hurry.”

The God side of this particular personality trait? Luke ALWAYS has time for you. No matter what he’s doing or where he is going, he listens with his heart and if you need his time/money/talents he is there without question. If he sees a person in need, he stops what he is doing to help. When I think of a servant’s heart, I think of Luke. Of course my rule following, type A personality sometimes gets annoyed (shocking huh??) but then I realize that Luke is simply being who God created him to be.

Yep, Luke is so much like his father that sometimes I want to scream. But what can I say, I happen to love and adore that sweet man that I’m married to, so when people say Luke is just like his father, well that’s just fine by me.