Did you have a good first impression when you met your forever person? Author Hope Toler Dougherty talks about how sometimes first impressions can be right ... and sometimes they can't. Keep reading to find out more. And check out her new book! It looks so good!
My future husband and I began dating in Charlotte, North Carolina, way back in the mid to late 80’s. We’d go out with friends and then during the evening, people would start to couple up. Relationships formed, and several grew into marriages.
The night we met, I was hanging out with my roommate at a nice restaurant bar with lots of wood and lush ferns. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it. My husband likes to joke that we met at a bar.
When we started talking, I was immediately attracted to him, impressed with his career, how he carried himself, his plans, his humor. I thought, “This guy has his act together.” All the other guys I’d dated seemed like boys in comparison.
When he grabbed my fingers and noticed my college ring, he said, “1983. That’s when you graduated?” I said, “the first time.”
Most people probably don't have a strong opinion about vinegar. After all, it's simply an ingredient, right?
Well, in my house it gets used for much more than cooking. Honestly, I rarely cook with it. Instead, it gets added to laundry to cut through the bad smells. It gets used with some water and lemon oil for mopping the floors or cleaning other surfaces. It can be used with baking soda to cut through grime in a sink drain.
And, it gets used on my children.
Is it easy for you to understand people when they have a different accent from yours?
I live in middle Tennessee. The accents around here can run thick. G's are often left off of the end of words. And sometimes, we have particular phrases that don't mean the same thing in other areas of the world.
So, when a missionary comes and speaks during worship services, like one did a few weeks ago, it's not always easy to understand him, either. After all, people in Belgium and England, while they might speak English, don't have the same accents or tones as we do here. Especially when the man from England had grown up in Scotland. He had quite the brogue!
This summer has been very dry. And hot.
To a lot of people, that's probably just a typical summer. After all, I do live in the southern United States. However, to my garden, it meant trouble.
Last year, I ended up picking over 40 pints of green beans. This year, I've only picked about 27. They started off doing great, but then when it got so hot and dry, the plants decided to stop. The cucumbers started off looking good, but never actually produced anything. Even with us watering every night. And it took a long time for the tomatoes and watermelon vines and pumpkin vines and sunflowers to make much headway, too.
I was about to give up.
When we finally started getting rain again after not having it for so long this summer, several of the showers came with some fairly strong wind. And when wind comes, plants get knocked around.
Well, this sunflower was right at the part in growing where it couldn't handle the wind, and it bent. I contemplated propping it up, tying it with string to the tomato cage, something, but never did.
A few days later, I came out and noticed this.
This is a place for me to share thoughts and ideas not just related to writing. Thoughts about what's going on in my life, about an idea I got that I thought shareworthy, or just a funny anecdote.