by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I think about 87% of my shopping at a couple of my fave department stores happens in the maze of a checkout line. Through the labyrinth, the marketing geniuses who came up with this merch-maze lure me left and entice me right. They all but twirl me…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea My hubs and I were out for pizza one Sunday after church. He had just preached three services and was so tired. Actually, it was some sort of post-pastoring zone of tired that’s about five degrees beyond regular tired. He bowed his head to pray over our…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Presents, presents, presents! Big, little, in-between—gimme all ‘dem presents! Yes, I’m that person. I openly tell people I’m that person and I’m not even sorry about it. Know why? Because I get all the presents and I love presents. You know those friends who “don’t really want…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Who knew that would be the question that could stop me cold, mid-conversation? Like, freeze my brain. Those of you who know me know I can talk about anything. Not necessarily intelligently, mind you, but always all the talky. But at the moment a TV host asked…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea If you’re taking my blood pressure and you tell me to “breathe normally,” I hope you’ll understand when suddenly I can do anything but that. I could breathe normally until you told me to. It’s not rebellion. It’s more…psychosis, I guess. I might also subsequently be asking…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea It’s satisfying to find new ways to get to know people. For instance, I learn a lot when I see how a person responds to an expiration date. One person’s red alert: “You ate that Shredded Wheat a day after the date on the box? Thou shalt…