There’s a New Singer in Town

There’s a New Singer in Town

 

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Last week my red lipstick and I drove across the beautiful green rolling hills of Virginia to speak at an event at the General Store at Smith Mountain Lake.

But before I spoke.

Before I raised my hands in the air and twirled around and smelled the storms rolling in from the west.

Before I told stories and handed out stacks of fabric giveaways and filled platters with cookies and helped hang fabric garlands from end to end in the room, the staff at the store and I gathered in the front of the building and gave each other a pep talk and put our hands together for a cheer like we were on the fifty yard line at the local football game.

On the winning side.

And then something happened that I never expected.Continue reading


The Song That Hope Wrote

The Song That Hope Wrote

 
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This week we spent the evening listening to a choir performance by one of the twins.

It was a Quad-State choral festival about an hour away from us that started at 6:30 at night.

And just between us, to get there by the time it started required an effort of almost herculean proportions.

Seriously.

I had to corral everyone from their various after-school activities and make sure they were dressed in something other than an under armour sweatshirt and jeans and produce food for the journey and wait for my husband to get off of work and listen to 101 excuses as to why a sister or brother really shouldn’t have to sit through a choir concert their sister was singing at.

And by the time 6:30 rolled around I was not in a choir-listening mood.

Instead, I was exhausted.Continue reading


My Favorite Song

My Favorite Song

 

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I woke up early this morning after getting in from Alabama at dark thirty and clutched the cup of coffee that someone was waving under my nose….

….and thought of all of  you.

I feel like I’ve lived a lifetime in the last three days.

Kind of like a contestant on The Amazing Race where they visit four countries and have to ride in a wheelbarrow while stacking peppers and learn a dance and repeat it three times wearing clogs and construct an entire rowboat and then sail it across the river and eat a plate full of delicacies in under four minutes.

Just like that.

Except I ate alligator.

And it tasted just like chicken.

I toured Lucy’s house (and I have pictures).  I worked on a show house and helped build a kitchen island and make chalkboards out of transoms and planned out the design of three rooms.  I had dinner with Ashley and I of course I have stories.

And I can’t wait to share it all with you next week.

But for today my coffee and I are going to rest and watch a Fixer Upper Marathon and share with you one of my favorite stories I’ve ever written.

I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.Continue reading


Sing Your Heart

Sing Your Heart

 
I get e-mails all the time asking me how to say my name.

And how to pronounce it and how to spell it and if there’s are any capitals in it.

It’s a challenge….I know.

I completely understand.

I’ve been challenged all my life with it.

And all those challenges all started with Norwegian movie spectacular, “Windjammer”……

…..and a little song called, “Kari Waits For Me.”Continue reading