Heather Kreke

1 month ago | blueridgeconference.com | Rhonda Rhea |Heather Kreke

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRheaI’m going to be honest here, I’m the kind of person who would like to get a new car every year. It’s not about having a fancy car, mind you. I don’t really care about that. The reason I need a new one is that unless the car is new, I have no real way of knowing how many fries are between the seats. One potato, two potato…I really don’t know. I only know it has to be too, too many potatoes. A few months in, can it even be called a potato anymore? Also, what’s that smell?

2 months ago | blueridgeconference.com | Rhonda Rhea |Heather Kreke

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRheaI’m all kinds of thankful that alarm clocks have come a long way. And by “come a long way,” I mean we hardly use them anymore. We now have phones to awaken us with our favorite song. Or a verse, a mantra, a cheer. Or with church bells. Or with hot coffee. Well probably not that last one. Yet. Waiting for an app for that. I’m hoping it’ll have a bacon feature. Waking up to those alarm clocks of yester-year was the equivalent of waking up to a tornado siren.

Dec 6, 2024 | blueridgeconference.com | Rhonda Rhea |Heather Kreke

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRheaI stood there looking at the car, shaking my head in utter disbelief. Disbelief and no small amount of judgment. That driver needed to be at least a little bit shamed. Pull the car in. Into the plainly marked spot. Put it between the two yellow lines. That’s all you had to do. It’s parking, not rocket science. How could anybody mess that up? I should mention at this point that it was me. I was the driver who had messy-parked that car. I messy-parked it big.

Nov 1, 2024 | blueridgeconference.com | Rhonda Rhea |Heather Kreke

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea“You know what it is, right?” It was years ago when my son handed me his drawing and asked me that question. And may I say, I handled it like a real pro. Actually no. I may not say that. Because I froze. Froze like a total mom-sicle. I couldn’t lie. But what kind of mom-monster crushes her little boy’s artist heart? Got. To. Figure. Out. What. This. Is. Nervous smile. Then, “Um, heh heh, well that part is definitely a Christmas tree.” That much had to be right.

Oct 4, 2024 | blueridgeconference.com | Rhonda Rhea |Heather Kreke

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRheaI’m a die-hard gift card gal. I love to get them. I love to give them. Try not to dis the almost unreasonable joy I find in the card. If you hate giving and receiving gift cards and feel they’re impersonal, I hope you’ll still be my friend. And I will still accept your non-gift-card gifts. But I also know some of you get me. You’re probably holding onto a spa gift card right now that you know is going to bring you joy. Maybe great skin too. But joy.