Rhonda’s Blog

One, Small, Caffeinated American Mom: “Coffee.” HR: “Coffee? That’s all?” OSCAM: “Yes, pretty much. It stimulates the economy, for one. Everybody’s working faster, so productivity goes up. Profit margins increase,

Never mind what you’re seeing in the news. Forget the whispered guesses, suspicion, and surmising about who? And what? And when and where? These are the original whistleblowers right here.

Bohemian Rhapsody is the story of the band Queen and, in particular, its lead singer, Freddie Mercury. I have watched it three times now, and I can’t quit listening to

This blog post actually began as a Facebook post. I decided to share it here after names began pouring in, both in the public comments and by private message. As

“The United States of America is a true miracle!” On the refrigerator door in my quiet, Midwestern home, these words. Above them on a small and simple card, the American

Word has come this morning that little Lincoln has finally met “his God.” My mind struggles to picture what Lincoln is seeing, to hear what he is hearing. To know

The hour is late. Darkness has fallen, and we’re spending time with some friends. Around a camp fire that sprang, all spontaneous, from a time of heart-to-heart exchange, they have

In a town far away from here, a little boy is dying. For two years, he’s put up a valiant fight. Many who love him and many more who do

In the picture, they’re gathered around, arms reaching. Some hands are lifted in supplication, and others are touching a man. In the center. The one in the middle of the

“If we can’t live as happy people, then who will want what we have?” That’s what’s on my mind today. Some years ago, I was thinking about the word “happy”