I’ve heard through the blogging grapevine that it is, in fact, “delurking day” today. I’m pretty sure that the only lurkers I have are my beloved long-suffering and non-commenting relatives,
I’ve heard through the blogging grapevine that it is, in fact, “delurking day” today. I’m pretty sure that the only lurkers I have are my beloved long-suffering and non-commenting relatives,
The house is (reasonably) clean. A candle is lit. I did enough dishes to turn my hands very pruney indeed. I am wearing my adorable Longhorn tee, a birthday present
Hello lovelies. No, I haven’t disappeared, at least not entirely. We’re in the backwoods, doncha know, drinking coffee and snuggling up to the fireplace and hiking through snowdrifts and petting
OK, so my title kind of gave it away, but I went to CostCo today. Now that the “wind-outta-the-sails” moment is over, let me tell you what I learned, or
If I have so many things to do, why am I making a list you ask? Because it makes me ferl better, that’s why. Also, I’m a girl, so I
Ala Jack Bauer. Except I answered these of my own free will. Pathetic, I know. Are you going away for Christmas? Oregon! Holla! What are you expecting for Christmas? Snow?
That’s really the only way I can describe it this year. I feel like all the holidays got together and decided that a sneak attack would be the best possible
…the more I realize my need for a Savior. I am petty and worrisome and irritable and icky. And those are the good things. 🙂 But I don’t have to
Hello, my friends. The last time I talked to you I was 25 years old. Now I am 26. Let that sink in a moment. Nearer to 30 than 20.
I’m sitting in the dark, lit only by the glow of my laptop and the colored lights from our baby Christmas tree. The night feels settled and slumbering, as though