So, I’ve mentioned my blog-crush on Annie Blogs. So when I saw “Annie Blogs” show up on my email, it was like a celebrity sighting for my little email account.
So, I’ve mentioned my blog-crush on Annie Blogs. So when I saw “Annie Blogs” show up on my email, it was like a celebrity sighting for my little email account.
(*Well, I couldn’t very well call you all “babes”, now could I?) In no particular order, some powerful words that have made my recent days: “That was badass.” – Joey,
I’m re-reading Eat, Pray, Love in honor of the new movie, and I am once again blown away by Elizabeth Gilbert’s incredible way with words. I laughed and cried with
So, Adam and I are in the beginning stages of beginning a beginner’s group of married folk at our church. (Because we’re beginners, too, you know. January 2009! Holla!) I
Cries one of my chicklets, rushing up to me, breathlessly pointing in amazement. “What?” I cry, expecting to see an elephant or a camel or Justin Bieber. “A girl just dumped a
Little boys are awesome. Kids, in general, are awesome. In case you’re wondering where all this appreciation is coming from, I’m doing this all week, and it, too, is awesome.
She is tiny fingers wrapped around a well-used set of reins. She is a bright smile when she successfully navigates a “reverse at the walk”. She’s a six-year-old with a
I’m a Christian. (Awkward wave to the few people who hadn’t caught on yet. Hey-o!) As such, I’m all about hope. I believe in a God who is bigger than
Today I am grateful. I’m grateful for a job that, as my roommate put it, I can say “Yay!” about. I’m grateful for small, shy smiles, for tiny triumphs, for
Saturday and Sunday, Adam and I volunteered at Global Weekend at Mariners. It was freeing, somehow, to be in a mass of noble, everyday people, pounding nails and hanging black