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Name:
Cathi

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Dreaming of the mountains...


Who is Granny?

I'm the incredibly blessed mother of 9, "Granny" to 16, and wife of "The Papa," the knight-in-shining-armor whose loving support has made it possible for me to stay home and give my life to mothering, homemaking, and 26 years of homeschooling. Life at Granny's House is full of laughter, friendship, books, music, lively debate, writing, and good things to eat. My days are made even more meaningful by coming alongside other moms, giving them the support and encouragement that I lacked as a young mother and helping them to network with each other in ways that strengthen homes and families. A few times a year I board a plane to visit my "away" kids, to attend the birth of a grandchild, or to enjoy some lazy days with my best friend, but I always love coming back to...Granny's House.

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On Granny's Calendar
  • August 15 - SAC Day begins
  • August 16 - Sam is 7!
  • August 20 - Kristen's birthday
  • August 30 - THE WELTYS ARRIVE!
  • Sept 3 - FAMILY PICTURES
  • Sept 3 - Chris' birthday
  • Sept 5 - Henry is 9!
  • Sept 7 - Isaac is 10!
  • Sept 17 - The Papa's birthday
  • Sept 23-30 - Granny and Papa go to Hawaii
  • Sept 26 - PawPop is 88!
  • Sept 29 - Tim is 15!
  • Oct 2 - Cheyenne's birthday
  • Oct 4 - Liam is 5!
  • Oct 7 - John Caleb is 17!
  • Oct 18 - Tony's birthday



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  • Tuesday, October 31, 2006
    And now the GOOD news on stem cells. This breakthrough, like many others, was achieved with the use of stems cells retrieved from umbilical cord blood, taken from the cords of newborns minutes after birth. Stem cell research doesn't always mean embryonic stem cells, even though that's what gets the majority of the air time these days. The truth is that there is much promise in stem cell research and therapy...research that doesn't involve using tissue from discarded human life.

    has spoken at 8:18 AM
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    Granny's House was alive with grandchildren at 6:20 this morning! Six young 'uns, ten and under, arrived at my door in various stages of dress and wakefulness, ready to spend the day here. Aubrey and CJ are on their way back from Virginia, and so several of us are pitching in to be with the children in Mommy's absence. The fact that Dad could have them all over here so early is simply amazing...what's more amazing is that his own shirt was ironed, tie tied, and a smile on his face! He brought a bag stuffed with clothes, diapers, extra underwear, the day's meds, the nebulizer...and it doesn't appear he's forgotten a thing except perhaps a pony-tail holder for the princess.

    So, now everyone is dressed, breakfasted, medicated, and ready for a morning of play. We won't try much schoolwork today. Perhaps a read-aloud and some craft in the afternoon, but I'm afraid that ten students is a little too much for this Granny. Besides, isn't Reformation Day a holiday?

    has spoken at 7:12 AM
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    And she could get off with twelve years?

    Unbelievable.

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    Monday, October 30, 2006
    I have an on again/off again relationship with reality shows. Some I wouldn't touch with a ten-foot remote; some I've watched faithfully for several seasons; some I've TRIED to get into and just can't manage; and some I dip into a few times a season just to see how things are going. But I will admit to being enthralled with The Monastery on TLC. Not only do I love the serene surroundings and the emphasis on non-material things...but the experiences of the men who are temporary residents of the monastery are rich, multi-layered, and in some cases very moving to me. I think this is one that could be repeated over and over and I'd watch again and again because there are as many possibilities as there are human personalities.

    Anybody else enjoying this one?

    has spoken at 4:54 PM
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    A mother-of-many tends to pay attention to discussions of birth rates and the demographics of fertility. I am no exception.

    On the occasion of the much-ballyhooed (or much-bemoaned, depending on which corner of the blogosphere you frequent) 300 millionth baby in the U.S. being born last week, Mark Steyn has responded to liberal hand-wringing:

    "Three hundred million seems to be greeted more with hand-wringing ambivalence than chest-thumping pride," observed the Washington Post, which inclines toward the former even on the best of days. No chest-thumping up in Vermont, either. "Organizations such as the Shelburne-based Population Media Center are marking
    the 300 million milestone with renewed warnings that world population growth is unsustainable," reported the Burlington Free Press. Across the country, the grim milestone prompted this reaction from a somber Dowell Myers. "At 300 million," noted the professor of urban planning and demography at the University of Southern California, "we are beginning to be crushed under the weight of our own quality-of-life degradation."
    After responding to the tired ol' scare stories about over-population, Steyn wonders what other nightmares we could possibly be talking about:

    As for other degradations the weight of which is so crushing to Myers, name some. America is one of the most affordable property markets in the Western world. I was amazed to discover, back in the first summer of the Bush presidency, that a three-bedroom air-conditioned house in Crawford, Texas, could be yours for 30,000 bucks and, if that sounds a bit steep, a double-wide on a couple of acres would set you back about $6,000. And not just because Bush lives next door and serves as a kind of one-man psychological gated community keeping the NPR latte-sippers from moving in and ruining the neighborhood. The United States is about the cheapest developed country in which to get a nice home with a big yard and raise a family. That's one of the reasons why America, almost alone among Western nations, has a healthy fertility rate.
    Of course, if you've listened to all those economists who tell you that it will cost you $1.4 million or something like that to raise each child, you'd be scared silly to raise one, let alone raise a family who needs a big back yard. The truth is that those figures are promulgated largely by entities with an agenda, and that agenda does not include large families. "Large," of course, is a highly-relative term these days:

    In America, there are 2.1 live births per woman. In 17 European countries, it's 1.3 or below -- that's what demographers call "lowest-low" fertility, a rate from which no society has ever recovered.

    And so Steyn thinks that the milestone last week should be celebrated:

    The reality is that in a Western world ever more wizened and barren the 300 millionth American is the most basic example of American exceptionalism. Happy birth day, kid, and here's to many more.
    Well, my grandson wasn't THE one, but my calculations tell me that he was about #299,999,989.

    has spoken at 4:16 PM
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    Sunday, October 29, 2006
    Why do I DO this?

    Why can't I take a utility bill or a bank statement and put it in the folder in the filing cabinet RIGHT THEN?

    Why do I have to wait until I have a stack of papers 7 inches thick (really! I measured!) to file? I hate this! And every time I finally get them filed I make myself a promise that I will never let this happen again...that I will file every single piece of paper as it comes.

    And that lasts about 5 1/2 days. That was the record.

    So now I'm tackling a stack that reaches back to, oh, I don't know, I'm finally back to July so I figure they've been collecting since May or so.

    Maybe it's because in this day of doing everything by computer, I really don't deal with paper all that much and so it's not an every week habit like it used to be. If I'd been this bad in 1985 I'd have filled up all the bathtubs with paper in five months! But I don't even like to touch the stuff anymore. If it doesn't have a URL it's worthless and I don't want to fool with it. There are still a few pieces of paper, though, that need to be kept for a while and I have to figure out a better system.

    And then there's the check problem. Okay, does anyone use checks anymore? I've even forgotten how to order new ones! I don't go through a pad in a year anymore so I MOVE more often than I order checks...and that's not often these days! So now that I'm finally coming to the end of the ones I ordered when we retired from the military and returned from Hawaii, I feel like I need to go take a class or something. I have been reduced to begging the piano and karate teachers to take Paypal until I can get my act together! I laughed the other day when I had to sign my name somewhere and it occurred to me that I almost can't do THAT anymore. Signing checks was about the last thing I ever did in real handwriting, and now I do that so seldom that I have to look at it twice to make sure it looks like it used to.

    Well, anyway, tonight there will be no more promises. Before I go to bed I'm starting a new stack of things to file so the pressure will be off. And I'll be back in the spring.

    My, how the world has changed...

    has spoken at 7:40 PM
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    Saturday, October 28, 2006
    I've just returned from a trip to my precinct's polling place.

    I have a love/hate relationship with early voting. I am very glad that our state allows it. I love the option. I love it partly because it's so easy for things to pop up in my life on election day that might make it nearly impossible to vote. With early voting, I have my choice of several different days, great hours, and short or nonexistent lines.

    On the other hand...I have this recurring daydream every time I vote early. It goes like this: I'm sitting propped up in bed two nights before the final election day, watching the news about who's ahead and who's pulling up in the polls, feeling very smug because my voting is already done. And then, "THIS IS A FOX NEWS ALERT. Just coming across the wire...AP is reporting that Robert L. "Buddy" Evans, Republican candidate for Texas 6th congressional district, has just been arrested on suspicion of murder. Authorities say that Evans may be responsible for as many as eight grisly murders near the Texas-Louisiana border last year. Texas law says that he must remain on the ballot unless he confesses or is convicted, and with just two days left until the election, it still appears that he is a shoo-in to represent his district in Congress."

    Since there is at present no way, at least in my state, to "take back" your vote, even if you accidentally voted for a serial killer, my smugness is always tempered as I walk away from the early voting booth. If any of those guys I just voted for are about to be arrested for something awful, please let it wait until the night of the 7th so I won't regret having jumped the gun.

    Oooh. Bad metaphor.

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    If you don't already know about this site, you are going to be amazed. And if you're one who's been complacent about the very real dangers in your neighborhood, this will sober you in a hurry. When we hear that there are over half a million registered sex offenders in the country, it escapes us to do the math and realize that many have to be living across the street or next door to us. So enter your address and see the map of exactly where the offenders in your area are...and click on the ones near you to see names, faces, descriptions, and criminal history.

    The site also has a place where you can sign up to be notified of offenders moving into your area, an update on Amber alerts, and a page of safety tips to go over with your children.

    If you have children, or even if you don't, bookmark this site and make yourself a reminder to check in once a month to see what the movement has been in your neighborhood or near your child's school. Over 1000 registered sex offenders report an address change EVERY DAY.

    Family Watchdog

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    Friday, October 27, 2006
    And just in case I needed another reason to love Lynne Cheney...

    You go, girl!

    has spoken at 6:03 PM
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    Just doing a little self-evaluation here, trying to determine if I'm in the process of losing my mind or if it's already gone.

    What was I thinking when I scheduled a birthday sleepover for ten 10-13 year old boys while the Papa is out of town??

    Well, with the way both of our travel schedules have unfolded this fall, there really was no alternative (except to "just say no" LOL). So I figure, hey, it's only a few hours, right? I can do anything for one night.

    But now, with the clock at Sleepover minus seven hours and counting, panic is setting in. Especially since I also realized yesterday that 18yo ds, who was my "fall back plan," won't even be home! His band is performing somewhere tonight, which I'm sure is much more important than my eventual institutionalization for psychosis...but we'll see. Do they take you in an ambulance for something like that?

    If this were a party for my girls, I'd be in the kitchen making petit-fours and canapes (well, all right, I'd have THEM in there doing all that!) and making sure we had a nice selection of special teas and pretty napkins. But no amount of culinary skill or sacrifice would mean as much to the bunch that we'll have here this weekend as does my freezer full of Bagel Bites, Mini-Beef Tacos, Pizza Rolls, Jalapeno-Cheese Nuggets, Chicken Taquitos, and a variety of chips and dips. Not the usual fare at Granny's House, but this is about them, right? I keep telling myself it's about the memories and not about the amount of preparation or the total grams of trans-fats.

    And then I'm wondering, is it possible to OD on video games? No, I don't mean THEM, I mean those of us who have to listen to unending hours of those annoying noises that come from the speakers. What are those, anyway? I've speculated that it's a new language that only adolescent boys are using, one that females have not been genetically pre-programmed to decipher. Probably just as well.

    So, if you think about me this weekend, look toward heaven and whisper a prayer that by the time the emergency vehicles arrive with the siren and the revolving lights and the restraint devices, that the boys will have accumulated enough great memories to last until next year, and that my sons will be grateful enough that they will come often during visiting hours.

    has spoken at 9:36 AM
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    Thursday, October 26, 2006


    I am so excited about this book! Lynne Cheney, one of my favorite people, has done it again, and it was great to see her on FOX and friends this morning with Our 50 States. Her enthusiasm for our great country is contagious...she'll infect your kids with it in this fun book about the distinctives and fun facts about every state. It would be a great Christmas gift!

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    Wednesday, October 25, 2006
    Would you like to see how to tie a full Windsor knot? Unblock a toilet? Harvest blackberries? Remove a splinter? Pull a tablecloth out from under a dinner setting? Then you've got to see this site. I don't even know how to describe it...just go over there and have a look around, and then bookmark it to check back often. What fun! (Take care...I don't know that there's nothing shall we say, unsavory. But if you'd be offended by a short video showing you how to kiss someone passionately, better stay away :-) )

    has spoken at 11:31 PM
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    If I keep the door closed, it LOOKS like fall. It's misty, windy, and there are leaves blowing all over the deck. Sadly, if I open the door I'm reminded that our fall here is usually late and fickle. I complain about this every year, I know. Guess I'll never get used to it after living in twenty different places where "autumn" is a quarter of the year and a much-anticipated visitor...

    I promised an update on the kids' online classes. This is the first year we've used this option, and if I had it to do over again I might have started with just half the number of courses we're currently doing. Because, truth be told, it's as much or more work for the parents as it is for the kids until the steep learning curve is scaled. And working with two different online schools has been very challenging, since each one has totally different types of procedures for turning in work and testing. As a matter of fact, even the two courses we're using from ONE school have very different procedures. And the requirements, the expectations, and the deadlines are rigorous, more so than anything I've ever required at home. When they say "6 p.m. ET," they MEAN it, and there's a penalty to the grade for every day something is late. And if it's a minute late, it's a day late! Oh, I've been tough on assignments here and there, and I've enforced a few deadlines, but the day in-day out pace is tougher than what Nathan is facing in his first year of college. Good preparation, yes...but it's at times left both me and the Papa breathless trying to make sure all the bases are covered.

    So, my recommendation for those of you who have asked is to approach with caution. If you're not sure that your household can stand the pace (if you're nursing a baby and have two toddlers for instance!) then stick one foot in the water with ONE course. If that works, then add one or two more the following year. But I'm very "high" on the overall effect with my three students who are taking them. It's brought a real sense of accomplishment to get the first few weeks under our belt, and I see it paying dividends in their non-online work as well.

    We are currently using The Potter's School and Oxford Tutorials, in case you'd like to check them out. The first is a huge school, with something like 1600 students this year, and hundreds of courses offered. The second is much, much smaller with just one professor and a few courses and a much more laid-back approach. Still rigorous and challenging, but not as much of the "running a marathon" feel. I highly recommend both schools.


    has spoken at 12:55 PM
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    Tuesday, October 24, 2006
    Welcome to Granny's NEW House!

    I'm already comfortable here, which means it's truly the RIGHT house, huh? Kim saw it and commented on the Extreme Home Makeover, and I'll have to say that I'll enjoy it as much as one that any team of remodelers on TV could do. In this case, the entire team, floor to ceiling, was....TA-DA--

    SUSIE, AT BLUEBIRD BLOGS!

    Yes, her hammer and saw and level and paintbrush are the best around! So if your place is looking a little run down, or if you want to redecorate in your favorite colors and fonts, think about a total remodel in time for the holidays...and tell her I sent you :-)

    THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY CUTE LITTLE STEPS, SUSIE!

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    Monday, October 23, 2006
    Promises of fall are beginning to be whispered here in the land of one-and-a-half seasons. Okay, so we're a month late, but I'll take it. The electric bill this month was half of the month before, and last night we slept with the windows open and didn't feel the need to close up the house and turn on the air conditioning this morning. Good thing, because we've had the A/C repairman out here six, count 'em SIX times since the spring. We realize that the downstairs unit, not quite five years old, is on its last legs and will require a multi-thousand dollar investment next year, so we're hoping to limp through the rest of whatever heat is left this year while we re-group and plan for that major inconvenience.

    I've locked the doors on my other blog and started moving some of the "furniture" over here in preparation for the arrival of my new design. Scroll down the sidebar to find some of my favorite things.

    Speaking of favorites, I've always derived a moderate amount of pleasure from watching politics. It's a great study in human nature, as well as an opportunity to test my powers of prediction. What I *didn't* need was to hear this morning of another way to indulge my interest...Here is something that could easily pull me in and tempt me to give up cooking, teaching, cleaning, and anything else non-essential :-) If you're a news or politics "junkie," go have a look. But be careful. Fantasy Congress - Where People Play Politics!

    I'm sure I'm dating myself, but it gave me a twinge of sadness this morning to hear of the death of Jane Wyatt, aka Margaret Anderson on Father Knows Best, at age 96. Unlike many of my generation, I have a supreme appreciation for this show and others of the Ozzie and Harriet genre. It seems it's rather cool these days to show a rather embarrassed disdain for the old sitcoms that portrayed a happy nuclear family and pretend that they were merely a figment of the 50's imagination. Not so. It's the world I lived in and there were many, many families I knew that looked and operated much like the Andersons. And even if there hadn't been, the perfect family as fantasy was great entertainment. What many forget is how often these families portrayed themselves as IMperfect and fragile. No, not as in Desperate Housewives, but as in the kinds of dilemmas my family found ourselves in every day. We didn't always get ours wrapped up in thirty minutes, of course, but watching a family who managed to didn't make us disillusioned or envious or unrealistic. Revisionist history says we were all hoodwinked into thinking this is the way all families were. I knew better even then, and still relished the model. Anyway, farewell Margaret, and thank you...

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    Sunday, October 22, 2006
    I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
    You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
    May you never take one single breath for granted,
    God forbid love ever leave you empty handed.


    I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
    Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
    Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
    And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance...

    I hope you dance....I hope you dance.


    I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
    Never settle for the path of least resistance
    Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',
    Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin'...


    Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
    When you come close to sellin' out... reconsider.
    Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
    And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance...

    I hope you dance....I hope you dance.

    "I Hope You Dance"
    by Tia Sillers

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    Saturday, October 21, 2006
    It's been a sobering week.

    Dear friends lost their 47 year old son to a heart attack.

    Another dear friend has been unjustly accused of a horrible crime.

    Grandson Isaac is in the emergency room as I write, having a gash in his head stitched up and suffering another, unstitchable, gash in his tongue.

    Relatives have children that are causing them great grief.

    My chronic pain has returned after a lovely respite.

    Sometimes, when bowing beneath the weight of such sadness, I turn to the Psalms. Today, though, God brought to mind a passage that seemed incongruous, and very inconvenient I might add. I'd rather commiserate with the Psalmist. But no, Jeremiah had to speak up:

    'For I know the plans that I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans for welfare and not for calamity, to give you a future and a hope.'

    I don't understand, Lord. Plans for welfare? Not for calamity?

    It's here that I'm keenly aware of my near-sightedness. These things certainly look like calamity to me.

    But my glasses don't correct for eternity. They don't even correct for next year. What looks like disaster to me doesn't take into account the way God is working behind the scenes, in the dark, around the next corner. It's only when I bow to His line of sight that I can trust that it will all make sense someday. The calamities, big and small, that are in focus today will dim and blur and blend into the larger portrait of Christ that God is painting in and with His people.

    Right now I'm thinking about how this realization affects how I present these events to the children. How do I put these things in focus without minimizing the pain? They carry impact in our lives and there's no getting around that. To deny their "heft" in this life is to risk alienating the ones watching, the ones who have inherited my nearsightedness. But to adjust my focus so that the sadness is all we see is to deny the power of the One who holds all these events in His hands.

    Lord, give me the wisdom to acknowledge what I see and yet walk by faith...

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    Tuesday, October 17, 2006

    So...today I head home. This is what little Liam looks like at nearly two weeks old, already losing some of the newborn look and giving us a glimpse of how much he'll be changing in the next months. It hurts to leave...in some sense I'll never again see the same little guy I leave today. But I leave him in the hands of capable, loving parents and most of all in the Hands of a loving God who will shape and mold him into the image of Christ. When I see him next, he'll be a little farther down that road....

    Goodbye, Liam Slaughter. Granny loves you.

    has spoken at 7:43 AM
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    Wednesday, October 11, 2006
    Liam is a week old! The first week goes so fast, doesn't it? He's getting used to his world...responding to the sound of Mommy's voice...becoming secure in the fact that when he's hungry he'll be fed...smiling in his sleep. He weighed 7lbs 9 oz at his checkup yesterday, which means he's had a net gain after probably losing a few ounces. There's a little more meat on his cheeks than there was a week ago and we're starting to get a little idea of which siblings he might look like.

    Granny is enjoying the quiet days at the Slaughters, at least as quiet as a household with five children 8 and under will ever be! We've resumed lessons with the two oldest, something that they're not entirely thrilled about, but a sign that life is returning to normal...

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    Wednesday, October 04, 2006
    Welcome, Liam Slaughter...
    ...born in Mommy and Daddy's bedroom this morning, amid much rejoicing!


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    Tuesday, October 03, 2006
    This is a nice place to catch my breath :-) This morning it is almost 10 here on the east coast and I'm still in bed with four of my grandchildren, watching Dora and Diego and enjoying their wiggles and giggles. I'm here awaiting the arrival of the fifth elf in the Slaughter house...today is the due date but then Kristen doesn't pay attention to due dates, so we might still be watching Dora this time next week. And that will be just fine with Granny.

    We are anticipating a home birth, so today the tasks consist of getting the birth room all ready. All baby clothes and blankets are washed and ready, freezer is stocked with some meals for the first few days, and the household is in wait mode. Soon there will be another set of lungs and demands within these walls, but those realities are nothing compared to the treasure of another pink or blue bundle of sweetness...God's continuing whisper of blessing in this home. I'm privileged to be here to witness His goodness...

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    Granny's Mission Statement
    "...Tell to the coming generation the glorious deeds of the LORD, and his might, and the wonders that he has done....that the generation to come might know, even the children yet to be born, that they may arise and tell them to their children."
    ~Psalm 78:4-6

    My Focal Passage for 2011...
    Philippians 2:5-11

    5 Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus,

    6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped,

    7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.

    8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.

    9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name,

    10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth,

    11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

    ~Philippians 2:5-11 (ESV)


    Oxymoronica...

    "The vanity of being known to be trusted with a secret is generally one of the chief motives to disclose it."

    ~Samuel Johnson


    [Oxymoronica, n., A compilation of self-contradictory terms, phrases, or quotations; examples of oxymoronica appear illogical or nonsensical at first, but upon reflection, make a good deal of sense and are often profoundly true.]


    Books on the iPhone, the Kindle, or on the nightstand...


  • The Good Husband of Zebra Drive, Alexander Mccall Smith
  • The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions, Arthur G. Bennett, editor



  • Books finished in 2011...

  • Oxymoronica, Mardy Grothe
  • Some Sing, Some Cry, Ntozake Shange, Ifa Bayeza
  • English Society in the Eighteenth Century, Roy Porter
  • One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are, Ann Voskamp
  • His Word in My Heart, Janet Pope
  • The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, Rebecca Skloot
  • Half the Sky: Turning Oppression into Opportunity for Women Worldwide, Nicholas D. Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn
  • Reading Lolita in Tehran, Azar Nafisi
  • Think: The Life of the Mind and the Love of God, John Piper
  • Moonwalking with Einstein: The Art and Science of Remembering Everything, Joshua Foer
  • Blue Shoes and Happiness, Alexander McCall Smith
  • The Red Queen, Philippa Gregory
  • Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy, Eric Metaxas
  • The Confessions of Saint Augustine, St. Augustine
  • Complete Poems and Selected Letters of John Keats, John Keats
  • Unfamiliar Fishes, Sarah Vowell
  • Words That Work, Frank Luntz
  • NurtureShock: New Thinking About Children, Po Bronson and Ashley Merryman
  • Poke the Box, Seth Godin
  • Why We Get Fat: And What to Do About It, Gary Taubes
  • A Patriot's History of the United States, Larry Schweikart and Michael Allen
  • Song of Saigon: One Woman's Journey to Freedom, Anh Vu Sawyer
  • The Artistic Mother: A Practical Guide for Fitting Creativity into Your Life, Shona Cole
  • The Politically Incorrect Guide to English and American Literature, Elizabeth Kantor
  • The Greater Journey: Americans in Paris, David McCullough


  • Oh, the thinks you
    can think...
  • Tapestry of Grace
  • Anatomical Charts
  • America's Library
  • George Washington's Mount Vernon - Virtual Mansion Tour
  • Thomas Jefferson's Monticello - Virtual Mansion Tour
  • Hurricane Demo

  • Oh, the places we'll go...
  • The Alamo
  • Majestic Theater
  • The MAiZE
  • Magik Theatre
  • Sheldon Vexler Children's Theatre

  • Granny always says...
    Saying goodbye...
    Sunday snippets...
    Summer.
    Sunday snippets...
    Coming soon to a country near you...
    Making (a) room...
    Just in case this might make an impact on your spe...
    Midweek snippets...
    What's up?
    She said YES!

    Granny used to say...
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    Grace Notes

    "Were the whole realm of nature mine
    That were a present far too small...
    Love so amazing, so divine
    Demands my soul, my life,
    my all!"