Kathy Brasby Blog
I Think, Therefore…I Don’t Bot?
It is totally my fault that CAPTCHA has returned to my computer. I tumble down the rabbit hole every time the little box comes up for me declare that I am not a robot. I check that I am not, and obviously the programming has second thoughts about that. Understandable,...
How About Chicken Attacks?
The first time I saw the movie Jaws, I almost gave myself a concussion. Don’t read on if you don’t want spoiler alerts, but, come on, that movie came out in 1975. If you haven’t seen it, you deserve spoilers. I was sitting in a cushy theater seat when the shark came...
The New Robot
I’m not usually big on joining new fads, but I succumbed on this one. I’m talking about a floor-sweeping robot: those little disks that motor around your house, vacuuming and sweeping the floor when I don’t want to. Which is pretty much all the time. So I got the...
My Amazing Watch
The other day, my wrist watch rang. I glanced at the screen to see that my sister was calling so I immediately started rooting for my phone which was stashed in my pocket. But somehow I managed to answer the watch first and suddenly I could hear a tinny voice,“Hey,...
One of my favorites
This story is one of my favorites about a Christmas we shared with our family several years ago. I hope you enjoy it: Many years ago, when most of the kids were still at home, we put together a Christmas plan one year: We'll use the money for gifts to put together a...
Eating the Evidence
My mother's love language included Christmas baking. From pfeffernusse to fudge, from peanut brittle to Christmas stollen, Mom always served up trays and trays of sweet goodies on Christmas eve. So this story came about because I thought a mother's love should include...
When An “Oops” Worked
I didn’t really bungle this mission, although the word “oops” came up more than once. A woman at our church had asked me to provide a meal for a family having medical and job issues. There are four adults and four kids in the family, so I knew I needed to cook up a...
FaceTime Magic
I had just finished rinsing the shampoo out of my hair in the shower when my cell phone rang. I generally don’t take my cell phone into the bathroom, which allows me to ignore any calls during soap-and-scrub time. But I could hear it and guilt rushed over me. Maybe...
When Snail Mail Was Hot
When I was 13, I noticed that my parents got a lot of mail while I, meanwhile, got exactly none. What fun was it to pick up the mail for them when there was nothing for me, day after day after day? Leaping into action Not being one to sit idly and complain, I leaped...
