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There’s a lot of advice about how to clean a messy closet (I know, because I googled it). Awhile back, I came across a simple list and applied it to the closets in my house. It went something like this:

1. Take everything out. Don’t be surprised at the mess and how much space it takes up (also, don’t be surprised when your kids coming running in your room and start playing on the bed. The one where you’ve dumped all the clothes).

2. Clean the closet walls, floors, and shelves.

3. Take each clothing item one at a time and decide if it is a keeper, a toss-out, or a give-away. Be very honest with yourself. No fudging here.

The above process worked for me pretty well. But deciding what to keep is a lot easier after watching a few three-minute, two-second videos on YouTube of the What Not To Wear gals. The original pair, from Britain.

You know, you’ve seen them on Oprah.  Trinny and Susannah are the vicious ladies who unapologetically pounce on unsuspecting shoppers in various malls and restaurants and private residences. They tell other women if the jeans they are wearing make their legs look short, if their pants increase the size of their backside, and if the blouse they’re wearing makes them look as if they’re shaped like a lego block. Or a bell.

After reviewing what they had to say, tossing out apparel was easy. It’s not all about looks: I need comfort. But, for the most part…

1.  If it didn’t enhance what it could, cover up what it should, and help me look as though I might possibly be taller than the average third-grader, into the donation bag it went.

2. If it fit like a little boy’s t-shirt, I gave it to my son.

3. As far as the asthetics, I decided against fancy hooks. A bunch of nails hammered in a wall is sufficient. Now, all my strappy things and hooded tops are displayed on the wall like garden tools in a garage. Classy, no. Functional, absolutely.

When the process was over, I was indeed amazed at my newly-discovered space. It’s a good thing, too, since my boys - always keen to discover every nook and cranny of the house – immediately moved from the bed to the closet floor. Now they have a new hiding place, and I have a fashionably-organized closet.

And if Trinny and Susannah ever come knocking, I’ll be ready.

New Year, New Gig

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A Life Lived For You

 

THOUGH HE WAS KING…

He was born into poverty.

He served others, lived a simple life, and spoke out against legalism (Mark 12:41-44, Matthew 23:23, Mark 7:5-8).

He loved others whether or not they loved him (Romans 5:8).

He always gave glory to the Father (John 6:38).

He prayed forgiveness for those who tortured him at his death (Luke 23:34).

  

THOUGH HE WAS HUMAN…

He made it clear he was the only way to God (John 14:6).

He instructed other believers to demonstrate love (John 13:35).

He died a treacherous death on a  Roman cross so that every being who chose him would be called a child of God (John 1:12).

His will is that we call him Lord: believing in his Sonship, professing faith that his death & resurrection is the only sacrifice for our sin (Romans 10:9, John 3:16).

May the season of celebrating the birth of the world’s Savior be a rewnewing time for you and your family. And may you seek Him with all your heart (Jeremiah 29:13).

- All scriptures from the NIV Bible

Image credit: stock.xchng photo by Billy Alexander

During yet another waiting room visit, I mindlessly picked up the latest edition of People Magazine. It happened to be this year’s Sexiest Man Alive issue.

(Just for the record: I can NOT believe Johnny Depp was awarded this title. But that’s off topic). 

As I (still mindlessly) flipped through a couple of pages, I was speechless. Really. All I could think was how ridiculous these scantily-clad grown men looked. And I was wishing that someone would tell them to, at least, button up their shirts.

I don’t see the appeal of grown men parading around in attire that is only cute on a two year old boy. In his own home.

I closed the magazine, but not before a back-of-the-issue title caught my eye. It was an article about Tim Loftus who, along with his wife Ellen, has adopted several children with special needs, and made sure they have all received much-needed medical care. A photo of their beautiful family (all appropriately-clothed) was published with the story.

Now that folks, is what I call sexy.

Kudos to Maeve Maddox, grammar expert extraordinaire, who has an excellent post up at Daily Writing Tips about the use of the serial comma. I’ve seen this particular use of the punctuation mark drop, and I’m delighted to see Dr. Maddox lay out the information – and support its use.

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