Why Don't You?
/I ran into an old acquaintance at a party last weekend. It had beenabout a year since I'd last seen her and I was delighted to meet her
again. She's always been a warm woman, who seemed to love to play with
my babies. So, I was a bit — ahem — surprised at our exchange.
"You look tired," she said.
"Ah, I am," I replied with a wink. "I'm getting kind of old for this." I rubbed my growing belly.
"How old are you?"
"Forty-two."
"Why don't you take the pill?"
Gulp. Um. My well-rehearsed treatise on the Culture of Life and
openness to God's gracious goodness completely evaded me there in the
kitchen between the bar and the buffet.
"It's against my religion." That was lame, I thought, as nothing else sprung from my mouth.
"Well, then why don't you just tell him to stay away? Tell him you'll
come find him when you want him around. Tell him to leave you alone." Read the rest here...
She's got everyone wrapped around her little finger
/Karoline gives Nicholas and Stephen pedicures. And they let her.
Yippee!
/If you love the crisp pages, well-written pieces, and sharply edited features of Faith and Family in the print version, this is your luckiest cyber day yet. Faith and Family finally has launched the Faith and Family Live, an interactive website that has all the polish of the print version, plus a dynamic group blog which features writers you already know and love. The magazine will be archived there, so we can all part with our dated stacks now. Visit today, bookmark it, and make it a daily stop. See you there!
Well said
/I have to admit that when I first was made aware of all the negative (even condemning) opinions published by folks who appear not to like our plans or planning or people who plan, my first thought wasn't really for me. It was for the people who have stuck themselves out there with me and made our plans public. I've been fried online before and as much as I had hoped I never would (because I think sensitivity is a gift), I'm developing a thick skin. But it made me sad that these other women who have given so much of themselves were met with criticism and speculation that their houses must be a mess and their husbands and children neglected. Because I know that not to be true. My stomach did a little flip when I read this, as I munched my salad this noontime:
Do click and read the rest. Every word is worth the time.
