Today I wanted to cry.
This is not a monumental thing by any means. My roommate once caught me crying at a burger commercial. Something about a mama burger, a papa burger, and … well you know what, it’s not important but dang that commercial tugged at my sensitive
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Julie Andrews and the Von Trapp children?
Well not exactly. They have, however, inspired me to root through my pantry and share a few of my favorite things. Even if the dog doesn’t bite, and the bee doesn’t
Do y’all remember this? I don’t know why I just said “y’all”… I never say “y’all” in real life.
It’s a funny thing, having a blog. When things come up in your life, days slip by and eventually so much time passes that you have no idea what to write about and you feel as though when you do finally write something, it ought to be profoundly compelling.
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Then
If you have checked out my about page you know that I grew up in the sticks.
A particularly memorable feature of my surroundings was a gigantic garden. I mean, it was as if we were preparing for a foretold famine with that garden. Maintaining it was… a challenge,
Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night over some feeling or thought you just couldn’t shake? Or worse yet, have you ever been so gripped by that nagging thought that sleep itself eluded you? Such was my recent plight. And the thought that so powerfully
I hate budgets. I do. Even the word, budget. Boo!
I have this idea that being on a budget is restrictive and limiting. It brings me back to childhood images of powdered milk and cutting up dryer sheets to make them last longer.
But the fact is budgets are crucial to staying
What makes a perfect Sunday?
It comes as no surprise that the answer varies from person to person. Here’s a Sunday I remember: Sitting on our friends’ deck, watching their kids play and happily waiting for the delicious grilled steaks, veggies, and salad to
I love my husband.
I love that he lets me sleep in when he knows I’m exhausted. He greets me with coffee and contains his good mood until I’m ready to meet the world.
I love that I find scraps of paper everywhere with drawings he sketched absent-mindedly. It’s the world’s cutest
I was sitting in my friend’s apartment in Montreal, chatting with the girls about the many bridal showers, baby showers, and other opportunities for gift giving around the corner. It’s not that we weren’t excited for all these upcoming happy occasions,
