It’s been a long weekend of coughing and not sleeping and coughing some more. Why is it lasting so long? Why is my house such a mess? Why do bird suddenly appear every time you are near? Why am I singing Karen Carpenter songs? I think I’m high on Robitussin PM. I hope you all…
It’s up…. It’s ready…… Drum roll please…….. Our etsy shop is up and running. The name of our place is Shop 24. The name is based on Proverbs 31:24, “She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies the merchants with sashes.” The girls and I will be adding and changing our items often, so…
T’was the night before Thanksgiving, when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse (which is good ‘cuz mamma is terrified of mice); The turkey was thawed in the new Frigidaire in hopes of tomorrow when friends would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, while…
I thought you might like to know what our Texas sized Thanksgiving will look like. I will post after pictures, but for now….here’s a written plan. My parents will arrive the night before. I am planning to have most of the prep work done before they get here so Mom doesn’t have to work too…
One word. Unabomber. “Mommy! Really.” I know, I know. But it IS what passes through my mind every time he pulls the hood up. Bye.
I had a great need…..I mean a great! Red lipstick. The perfect red. It is evasive….that perfect shade. I decided I needed help, so I headed into Ulta….the place to buy overly priced make-up for desperate women hoping to hide their age. I wandered around rubbing red lipsticks onto my hand….some were too pink, some…
Why do we love the things we do? I mean, I know why I love my kids and I know why I love books and I know why I love chocolate. But why do I love weird things? Like bottles. I love little glass bottles. Amber bottles and blue bottles and glass jars….they get me…
It was time for a day of family togetherness. DUH and the kids had the grand idea that we should have a game tournament as soon as this last tax deadline was over. We deserve a day off right? DUH has been working extra hard between work and his law studies. The kids have been…
I drove by one of our small town Mexican restaurants last week and here’s what the sign said…. We now serve biscuits Maybe it’s just me, but I have never gone to a Mexican restaurant and thought to myself, “I’d really like a biscuit.” If I want a biscuit I go to Cracker Barrel. Can…
These are my peeps. My homies. I know they’re all white. They’re still my bros. Every Sunday night we have a gang in our crib. Fellow Christians that long for deeper relationships. More love from the ‘hood. I love these people. There’s a whole other group that comes on Wednesday nights….I love them too! I…