Monthly Archives: June 2018

Beloved: I finished up jury duty this week. This is the only week that required me to actually show up at the court house during my two-month term. Most trials get settled out of court. It was an interesting process. There were forty people in the jury room waiting to be sorted down to six.Continue reading “Weekly Note From the Preacher Woman, 6/28/18”

Beloved: Nearly every summer of my childhood, my family made the drive from Portland to Caldwell to visit my Grandparents. They lived on a farm that overlooked the Snake River. The only house within sight was that of my Aunt Opal and Uncle Cliff. Some of my happiest childhood memories were of being there. TimeContinue reading “Weekly Note From the Preacher Woman, 6/23/18”

Beloved: So, I was wrong. Sorry about that. On Mother’s Day I gave you some inaccurate information. I mentioned that Father’s Day was a late addition to the national calendar—which is true—but the earliest Father’s Day Sunday actually goes back to the early 20th century. There are several stories surrounding this special day, but theContinue reading “Weekly Note From the Preacher Woman, 6/14/17”

Beloved: I was working away at the office the other day, when I suddenly realized I was humming “If you’re happy and you know it.” It seemed appropriate. We have a happy office. We don’t always clap our hands, but there is just something about the energy of our office that creates happy and creativeContinue reading “Weekly Note From the Preacher Woman, 6/7/18”