How Do YOU Say Goodbye?

Are you tired of the standard "Blessings," or "Love" that everyone and their parrot uses to sign their emails and letters? Me too.

When I asked on my Facebook Book's page how people said goodbye, my friend Ed Vandemark challenged me to write a blog post suggesting 25 ways to sign off. Let's see if I can manage this:

1. Sincerely
2. God's Best
3. TTFN
4. Simply sign your name with no embellishment
5. Have fun
6. Goodbye
7. See You Later
8. Happy Trails
9. Yours Truly
10. Have a Great Day
11. Here's to You
12. God be With You (the original saying that was shortened to become Goodbye)
13. Never Give up
14. Bless You
15. Thinking of You
16. Fondly
17. Warmly
18. Praying for You
19. Forever Yours
20. Bye
21. Adios, Au Revoir, or Ciao
22. Best Regards

I couldn't manage it, Ed!

Can you help me? I need three more suggestions for ways to sign an email or letter. How do you say goodbye?

De-junking

One of my goal's this year is to de-junk my house, basement, and garage. We have way too much stuff!

I first heard the term de-junk from cleaning expert Don Aslett, in his book Clutter's Last Stand. That's when I became convinced that clutter was an enemy of my sanity, and I've been at war with it ever since. But lately it seems to have crept back in, especially in my closet and my emotions.



So, I cleaned out my clothes--about 25 pieces of them--and am working on managing my emotions, with the help of Joyce Meyer's book, Living Beyond Your Feelings.

Sometimes good can crowd out best. If I own so much I can't find anything, I waste time. If I let my emotions rule my life, I'm out of control. I need to get back to my first love, Jesus, and the realization that I am His princess.

That's enough. That fills my heart, so I can get rid of the clutter.

And you?

Need to Feel Smart?

The Five Dizy Doings I wrote about on Army of Ermas today will make you feel smarter than you thought you were! Please join me for a laugh or five...

An Airline Joke and a Winner

"Only twelve seconds airborne?" said Orville to his brother, Wilbur Wright. "But my luggage is stuck in Denver!"

The winner of my Choose Your Prize Drawing is..........

Carol Garvin a romance writer from Canada. Congratulations, Carol! I hope you enjoy your prize.

Have you ever had your luggage "rerouted" when you traveled? To where would you most love to fly? What kinds of prize drawings most entice you?

You Choose Your Prize

In keeping with my promise to have more giveaways this year on Mirth and Worth, I am offering my first drawing of the year in which... YOU choose the prize! Here are the three dandy gifts I am offering:


1. The Perfect Life novel by Robin Lee Hatcher

2. No Greater Love novel by Kathi Macias

3. 4"x6" lined sticky notes, colorful daisy design

To enter: Please leave a comment with your email addy at the end of this post, telling me something about yourself that I may not already know. Do you like to cook? Is your dog's name Matilda? Did you meet  your spouse on a hiking trip? Anything.

If you retweet or share on FB, I will give you an extra entry, but please tell me in your comment that you did so.

Drawing ends Saturday, January 21 at noon. I will announce the winner on Monday, January 23rd.

And btw, I like cooking as much as a cat likes a bath, I love dogs but don't own one, and I met my prince charming at Bible college.

Blessed, laugh-ful day,

I Did Another Dumb Thing

My post entitled I Did a Dumb Thing was so popular that I decided to do it again. The post, not the dumb thing. If I can continue to do dumb things, I may even make it a regular feature of the blog...



Believe me, I did not look this great



Oops!

When I was thirty-five and teaching History at a Christian School in Hermosa Beach, CA, I decided I needed to start coloring my hair. It never occured to me that the hair color would blend with my natural color to make the final hue. In my case, maroon!

Let's Get Down to History

I'd spent my last four dollars on the hair color, so couldn't go back to the store for more and color over the boo-boo that looked like a chrysanthemum in bloom. When I walked into the school building Monday morning, several kids asked, "Did you color your hair, Mrs. L?" Finally, I made an announcement to the whole class: Yes, I colored my hair, that's why it looks so fruity, remember this when you get gray hair and learn from my mistake, now let's get down to History.

Have you ever had a hair coloring snafu? How did you fix it?

Not Worth Ruining My Marriage

How Do I Resent Thee?

I resent people telling me things I’ve known since I was four. Wait, that was a lie. I resent my husband telling me things I’ve known since I was four:

 Kangaroos originate from Australia

 Chocolate comes from cacao beans

 The sky’s color is a reflection of the sea.

When he tells me little facts like these, it hurts, offends, and angers me. My brain fills with all kinds of unkind thoughts. Sometimes they spurt out my mouth. Like, “If I’m such an idiot, why did you marry me?”

It’s Not About Me

I know it’s not about me. He doesn’t think I’m stupid. He has a teaching gift, and needs to explain things, or he’ll burst. I’m handy, so he explains to me. It never occurs to him that I may already know that it’s the man who determines the gender of a child, or that it’s against the law to marry your first cousin.

Someday I’ll Grow up

Someday I’ll grow up, and get over my touchiness. Or perhaps Kevin will find a friend he can explain all these little tidbits to, who won’t resent them (that’s my preference, but the Lord doesn't alwys do things the way I'd prefer). It’s certainly not worth ruining our marriage over.

What I Do Love to Hear

What I do love to hear is writing and/or time management advice that works for you. Agent Chip MacGregor had some excellent posts about this topic recently, and they got me to thinking about you. I’d love to hear your best writing/time management advice. Because I’m not married to you, I promise I won’t be offended if I’ve already heard it a dozen times, or if I’m currently using it.

And did you know that a cat’s brain is the size of a pea? Which explains why dogs are smarter than cats.