I feel like I’m fighting defeat. It’s oozing around my ankles, sickening me with a nasty black stench. It makes me want to run to high ground and give up
I feel like I’m fighting defeat. It’s oozing around my ankles, sickening me with a nasty black stench. It makes me want to run to high ground and give up
I’m flakey because I’m BUSY, OK?! Holy cow. So today I ran from Job #1 to home where I was attempting to work on Job #3 until I have to
My dear friend Amy suggested that perhaps, although I’m not a flakey person by nature, I’m simply going through a “Season of Flakeyness” right now. Which I think about sums
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 need to write more about this later, but in case you haven’t yet heard, Adam and I just got back from Texas, where we said good-bye to somebody every
SCENE: Bedroom of Marital Bliss. Hubs is trying to find a satisfactory t-shirt. Hubs: (non-chalantly wads up an unsatisfactory t-shirt and stuffs it back in the drawer, then notices my
So yesterday I went to the grocery store. The grocery store and I have a rocky relationship. I love it, because I love to cook, and I love to eat,
Life’s been kind of crazy lately. Crazy in the inexplicable way of a schedule that does not change but slowly catches up with you and starts to claw at your
Drew Barrymore. And guess what else? She’s TINY. As in like, 5 feet tall and still carrying a bag the size of a weekend duffel, a trend that I will
I’m in a new Bible study, that I’ve mentioned before. It’s really great. The gals in it are sweet, sincere, funny and wise, and I love seeing girls of all