Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • tales of the bike…

    I am the wife of a motorcycle rider. Before that, I was the girlfriend of a motorcycle rider. Think what you like but Robert always has been and always will be a motorcycle rider. As most of you know, he was in an accident on his bike last week. He was injured but will fully…

  • o christmas tree…

    As Christmas for our family winds to an exhausting yet happy close, I sit in my living room admiring our tree. This year, it is smaller than in years past but it is no less beautiful. I look at it loaded with lights and ornaments and am reminded of all that they represent. We have…

  • home by another way…

    When I was in high school, I had the privilege of attending a week long camp in the mountains of North Carolina with my youth group each summer. There was a different theme each year and it was a moving experience every time. One of the years, the theme was “home by another way”. It…

  • bitter lettuce

    This year we planted a garden. In my state of constant list making, I have a mental list of things that I want. This is not the same as the “if we ever won the lottery” list. That is purely for fun. My list of things that I really want but do not have is…

  • 8.2.59

    A long time ago…on August 2, 1959 to be exact…something amazing happened. In a tiny, one traffic light town in North Carolina, a city girl pledged her troth to a country boy. Helen Graham and Felix Yarboro got married. And the story of me began… 37 years later I stood at the altar with my…

  • all in a flurry…

    For those of you who do not know me, I am a Southern girl. Born and raised in the great state of Alabama. University of Alabama graduate married to an Auburn University graduate. Even though Robert was born in Ontario, that is merely a technicality. He is a Southern boy and we are a great…

  • 11.24.12

    It is the Saturday evening after Thanksgiving. The turkey feast with all the trimmings has been cooked, eaten and reworked into several variations over the past few days. There is not much left at this point and all of the bellies in our house are full. The parade has been watched. The Iron Bowl has…

  • …standby…

    This last week I had the task of taking Hattie to camp. She and I were both excited not only because it was her first time going to camp but also because we were getting a little mother-daughter time for the two of us on the way. We drove to the airport, wrestled with her…

  • redefining beauty…

    “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” Most people have heard this adage in some form or another. Something that is beautiful to me may not seem beautiful to someone else. Easy enough. Today, beauty comes to me in the form of a washer and dryer. Materialistic? Yes it is. It is horrible of…

  • the state of things…

    The state of my minivan has been bothering me for over a month. Yesterday I couldn’t stand it any longer. Regardless of the fact that the house is a lesson in chaos and boxes, it was time to do the big van clean out. To be honest, it wasn’t all that bad. My van is…

Got any book recommendations?