Under Construction

A troupe of builders was in and out of our house for much of this past fall. In the theater of our basement, they performed for a seven-week run—hammers, saws, and drills banging, humming, and buzzing in dissonant harmony, while a variety of radio stations blared out the melody of each day’s score. When they…

Back to the Real World

Oh, that’s right. I have a blog. It’s been a busy week that started with the best possible Monday ever. After twelve years of graduate school and months upon months of waiting through (yes, I do mean waiting, not wading) the academic requirements of dissertation completion, I received word at 8:18 on Monday morning that…

My Empty Nest

I emptied my nest early last week and then I spent the rest of the week cleaning it out. If you know me respectably well, you might be thinking, “Um, Wendy, you don’t have a nest.” Traditionally speaking, you’re right. But sometimes God gives people like me (single with no kids) a different kind of…