I drive a minivan. I drive a 2004 Honda Odyssey with 230,000 miles on it. Try not to get jealous when I tell you the driver’s seat has a crack in the leather and there’s a hole in the carpet where my heel rests. Try to control your envy when I tell you for about … More Swag Wag
Mother’s Day is uncomfortable for me. It’s not because I’ve lost my mother. No, she is very much alive forwarding me emails with “cute” videos she’ll think I’ll enjoy or texting me messages meant for my father and wondering why he hasn’t responded. I have no problems praising her for putting up with me and … More Mother’s Day Guilt
When I was in middle school, 8th grade to be exact, I realized the importance of my spiritual salvation. I had been saved at a younger age but I rededicated my life to the Lord and, as a result, I made the decision to not date anyone who wasn’t a born again Christian. I use … More Celebrating my 3C
Lately, I’ve spent much of my time focused on Homeschooling. I’m going to start with Freckles for the first time as she begins Middle school this August while Smiley finishes her last two years of public Elementary. I’m reading books, searching curriculum, following blogs, talking with my husband and other homeschooling Moms and praying. This … More Homeschooling?
I read that if you create something, anything, you will be criticized. Not by everyone, of course, but there are always those that you wonder, “Didn’t your Mama ever teach you, if you don’t have something nice to say…?” Yet, that criticism isn’t failure, it’s just inevitable. I was also listening to a podcast today … More Persevere
About 5 or 6 years ago my family started a New Year’s Eve tradition where we go out to one of our favorite local restaurants for dinner and read our “Memories Jar.” It’s a jar that we fill over the course of that year with all kinds of things we deem “jar worthy.” Lost teeth, … More Happy New Year!
Is anyone even reading this? That’s what I wonder as I’m typing. What’s the point in doing a blog? There are a bazillion out there. I don’t exactly have a million friends who are waiting each day with bated breath to hear something witty or, perhaps, profound from me. I’m pretty sure I don’t even … More The F word