I wanted to be vulnerable with you all. That means stepping out from behind my thesaurus & getting behind a camera. I haven't showered yet, the sound is rough with the wind in the background and I haven't brushed my teeth (lucky for you there isn't smell-o-vision). But I hope you enjoy anyway and will join me in the coming month for more moments!
Recently our current church family celebrated 30 years of ministry. There was a celebratory time spent remembering accomplishments and a look forward to future goals. As the slide show played and people whooped & hollered their excitement, I was happy for them. What a blessing to have roots that run so deep. But there is a small part of me, a selfish one admittedly, where sorrow had settled in my heart. I have not been allowed that kind of history. My roots run far & wide. Be
Yes, that is the lid to my yogurt cup. Today while shopping I indulged in fancy French yogurt that comes in a glass jar. Actually, I bought myself two. I'm not really much of a shopper. In fact the hubby laughs at the fact that a new mop, good smelling cleaner or a little glass jar makes me happy. He really should be thankful...it saves him money and closet space. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could just run down to the store to buy a little joy? My sweet yogurt is now in m
Ya'll, I was hours into scrubbing walls, baseboards & anything else that crossed my path before I got around to making this protein shake. Hunger noises had long since passed and I was left with shaky hands. In fact, I didn't even have the desire to grab a glass to go with this straw. It just be one more thing to wash. This October I am headed to a Sword Girls Conference and one of the speakers is Annie F. Downs. I kinda wanted to "get to know Annie" before the conference, so