Weekly Photo and Wrap Up: Start of School

The photo below features an actual text from my sister. She’s hilarious, and though I love Chopped too, no truer words have ever been spoken about the show.   And of course the Weekly Wrap Up: Recipe Monday: From-Scratch Brownies Homeschool Tuesday: Our First Day of Second Grade Wednesday: Why Breaking is Okay… Thurday: Homeschooling … Continue reading →

Why Breaking Is Okay and Sometimes Necessary

I can’t really remember when this started. I used to be a really sensitive child. Even as a teenager my emotional instability was devastating to my personal life and to those in my life. But somewhere along the way, I lost that. I hardened. I developed a shell and tried…try really hard not to let … Continue reading →

My Personal Struggle to Stay At Home.

This past weekend, I read an article about women who’d chosen to leave high-profile positions to become stay-at-home mothers. Ten years later, the publication followed up with these same women only to find them longing to return to the work force. It was a difficult read for me. I kept thinking how selfish the women … Continue reading →

A Romantic Gesture

I would love to say that I am a hopeless romantic and that I have these brilliant ideas which keep a shining spark alive in my marriage. I’d love to say that, but it would be a lie. I am not very romantic. Or sentimental. Or emotive. I find it unhelpful in most circumstances. My … Continue reading →

Best Wife Ever? Why yes, yes I am.

I wanted to share with you all what I cooked up for Valentine’s Day because I know that there are other men out there like my husband who would love nothing more than to die fat and happy from a bacon overdose. Naturally, this post caught my attention. But this doesn’t have to be a … Continue reading →

Don’t Touch My Bump and Other Scars that Stick.

I don’t like people to touch my baby bump. Like that. I used to think that it’s just because I’m rather modest (by today’s standards) and private about my body. It’s just kind of how my family is. My sister and I choose not to wear shorts or leggings as pants even though we’ve never … Continue reading →

Silence is More than Golden. It’s Therapeutic.

When I was 18, I developed a theory about the world, and people in general. I call it my Coffee Table Theory. Here’s how it goes–Part One: If you wake up one morning and stub your foot on the coffee table–you can consider that an accident. The pain will fade and you can go on … Continue reading →

Sometimes My Life is Like a Movie…but Mostly it’s a Sitcom.

I have experienced a few, profound moments in life when I thought-Geez, this is where they get movie ideas from. They are beautiful, breath-taking moments that I try my hardest not to forget–like the day I first saw my husband. I had just come out of a long-term relationship and knew that I needed help … Continue reading →