It’s raining today and I am blissfully aware of how awesome rainy days are. I’ve been making tortilla soup and Christmas cookies, putting together gifts and writing bits of nothing.
It’s raining today and I am blissfully aware of how awesome rainy days are. I’ve been making tortilla soup and Christmas cookies, putting together gifts and writing bits of nothing.
We’re in Texas. And, following a healthy obsession with holiday themes that started in young childhood, I’ve been thinking a lot about thankfulness, what I’m thankful for, and what I
I know, I know. I have not been here in 12 days, a fact that is as distressing to me as I’m sure it is to you, my Internet-peeps. Or
I pulled up in my dusty truck, tired and stiff from five hours in the car on top of a long week of ranch-work. I was barely in the gate
We went to early service at Mariners this morning, and whenever we go to early service, I find myself starving by 10 a.m., moaning about how it totally has to
Today my husband came home and we went to the beach to enjoy sandwiches and warm Pacific waters and the last vestiges of a recent Southern swell. We jumped in
Adam loves green and growing things. I tend to kill them, despite my best intentions. Back in 2007, I bought Adam come leafies, hoping to satisfy his urge for a
Ah, vacation. We had a great time, and are ridiculously happy to be home, seeing as now we have several mountains of laundry to sort and a camping gear tower
This song kept re-playing in my head this weekend. It was a beautiful, stretching, grace-filled, joyful and challenging three days. Rocky and Jennifer got married. I had the girls over
Yesterday Adam and I hung out through the gloomy, rainy afternoon, took pictures in the “rum-runner caves”, went to church and shot finger-rockets (yes, I’m totally serious, coolest church ever)