I have a thing about germs and door handles so I try to push open the brown glass door with my rump, but it won’t budge. I swing hard and heave-ho my hip into the door time and again before I notice a flash of red-checkered flannel on the other side. My son tugs on […]
Today I am hanging out with friends over at the BibleDude’s place. Come on over to read my bit o’ rambling, if’n a like. . . When we are in the muddy middle of challenges, we don’t necessarily see ‘em as chances to roll up our collective sleeves, flex our muscles, grasp the opponent’s hand, […]
If ya don’t want to get anything on you and/or take a trip ’round the funny farm, I reckon you had better leave now. . This is an edited version of my seventh blog piece, some 623 blog posts ago. Boy-howdy, that’s five years and whole lotta of writing. Anyway, here is today’s episode of […]
. Dear Sophisticated Darlene, . I’ve been reading your site for eons, okay, really, just for two days, but I’m super duper impressed with your wide array of sophisticated knowledge. I hope, hope, hope that you will pull my question from your frilly, ribbon-ensconced, satin-lined hatbox to answer in next week’s advice column. I […]
. I’m not sure if it’s the smell of breakfast, or the pig beating that’s taking place, or the old lady hollering in the kitchen that woke me. Either way, I pull on yesterday’s dirty t-shirt and socks and climb out my window, boots in hand. . On mornings like this, when she’s already tenderizing […]
. [As usual, I'm a little late to the online ballyhoo, party, shindig and whatnot. Some folks have been writing letters to their younger selves. Hey, "selves" sorta looks like elves, and well, that's just weird 'cause I'm not gonna write a letter to an elf. I mean, really, if'n I see an elf, he's […]
The kiddo that wears this shirt, his education is on the line. The husband and son that live in my house, their preparedness for fall and winter is on the line. The woman that God has put as the Proverbs 31 woman over it all, her sanity is on the line. […]
.. For your jaw-dropping, eyeball popping pleasures, here are some secret snippets of Simply Darlene… . I’m vertically challenged, over a foot shorter than my tall man. Grace is not my middle name. Apparently my kin think I’m built like a brick outhouse. On that note, I was asked to join the football team in […]
. Dear Darlene, Your husband has been invited to a fancy-pants cocktail and dinner party tonight. In addition to your lowly, environmental engineer, peon husband (a title of his own making), your attendance is requested as well. The bigwigs of his local region, a smattering of other brainiacs, and the company’s very own VP will fly […]
. *Please pray for our friend, miss Monica, as she and her family evacuated their Colorado home yesterday (Thursday) due to an enormous canyon fire. They are among thousands forced from their homes. There certainly is a need for prayers for the entire community, not to mention financial assistance. Please consider donating to the Red […]
