I have four teenagers. I knew when I got pregnant the fourth time in five years that one day this phase in life would come. I imagined the teenage years as being full of all sorts of drama and emotional outbursts, but honestly having teenage kids isn’t so much like that for us. Certainly there […]
That’s tear as in cry. Courtney (a.k.a. C Jane) has been pulling at my heartstrings all week. She has been writing the most lovely posts on her blog (Some about her sister in the plane crash, some about her family). If you have never visited her blog, or you haven’t been over there in a […]
If you are a man or a crazy person you should probably skip this post. I’m not trying to be shocking or graphic; it’s just that most of my readers wear bras and probably yours is the wrong size. This is really a public service announcement. I love Jen from Cake Wrecks. Last week on […]
If you are a man or a crazy person you should probably skip this post. I’m not trying to be shocking or graphic; it’s just that most of my readers wear bras and probably yours is the wrong size. This is really a public service announcement. I love Jen from Cake Wrecks. Last week on […]
I have a real love-hate relationship with cleaning ladies. On one hand I love them because who wants to clean their own house? (Hint: not me.) On the other hand, it’s expensive and what kind of lazy bones can’t clean her own house? What am I so busy doing that I can’t scrub it myself? […]
My cute little baby girl (well, one of them) is eight years old today. I swear she was four years old about ten minutes ago. Arabella is the lovingest, sweetest, most affectionate child. She has always been an easy, mellow girl. Let’s hope that lasts as we enter the murky pre-teen waters. (I swear her […]
If you are a man or a crazy person you should probably skip this post. I’m not trying to be shocking or graphic; it’s just that most of my readers wear bras and probably yours is the wrong size. This is really a public service announcement. I love Jen from Cake Wrecks. Last week on […]
I have a real love-hate relationship with cleaning ladies. On one hand I love them because who wants to clean their own house? (Hint: not me.) On the other hand, it’s expensive and what kind of lazy bones can’t clean her own house? What am I so busy doing that I can’t scrub it myself? […]
My cute little baby girl (well, one of them) is eight years old today. I swear she was four years old about ten minutes ago. Arabella is the lovingest, sweetest, most affectionate child. She has always been an easy, mellow girl. Let’s hope that lasts as we enter the murky pre-teen waters. (I swear her […]
That’s tear as in cry. Courtney (a.k.a. C Jane) has been pulling at my heartstrings all week. She has been writing the most lovely posts on her blog (Some about her sister in the plane crash, some about her family). If you have never visited her blog, or you haven’t been over there in a […]
Sometimes I see families at church that are very cuddly with each other. They’re all sitting on the pew with their arms around each other. This is not us. This is not how we are. I view them like I do people who have clean laundry rooms: with admiration, bafflement and a smidge of suspicion. […]
If you are a man or a crazy person you should probably skip this post. I’m not trying to be shocking or graphic; it’s just that most of my readers wear bras and probably yours is the wrong size. This is really a public service announcement. I love Jen from Cake Wrecks. Last week on […]
I have a real love-hate relationship with cleaning ladies. On one hand I love them because who wants to clean their own house? (Hint: not me.) On the other hand, it’s expensive and what kind of lazy bones can’t clean her own house? What am I so busy doing that I can’t scrub it myself? […]
It’s a funny idea about the wedding bells. Who has those anymore? I didn’t. But I did wear a white dress and eat cake. And that all happened exactly 18 years ago today. Eighteen years is a long time. It’s been mostly good. Hopefully we’ll be together for another eighteen more (hopefully even more than […]