Happy March! I suppose it’s halfway through March, but doesn’t it feel like it just started? So the Crockpot Challenge was a success! We got a little sick of the “crockpot texture” – where everything is a little mushy, not like baby food mushy, just you know…crockpot-y. But it sure was nice being able to come…
It’s been over a year. And what a year it has been. I’m not sure where I would even begin, were I to re-hash the year. So I’ll stick with the biggest highlight… I married my best friend on a beautiful, rainy day in August. Some day I would love to do a post about…
“Dear Heavenly Father, thank you,” he began. Then there was a pause, a sigh and the unmistakable sound of gentle tears beginning to stream down each of our faces. I dare not open my eyes and so instead I squeeze them tightly shut. “Thank you, thank you. Amen.” He finished. And then with a laugh…
As I drove into Downtown Hood River last Wednesday, my breath stopped for just a moment and then I let out a sigh. It was most like a sigh of relief. It was the 4th Wednesday I made the drive from work in The Dalles, 20 miles along the Columbia to Hood River. This Wednesday…
I’m making a pact with myself. The comparison needs to stop. It’s funny, I think I struggled less with body image when I was 25 pounds heavier. Maybe there’s a fear in me that I will go back to what I was. Even just saying that now, I have to stop myself and ask, “so…
1. Cutco knives are serious business. Take them seriously. 2. It’s possible to drive with one hand and the other one bleeding (I just don’t recommend it). 3. No breakfast, loss of blood, and 8 injections of lidocaine are a bad combination. Take precautions. 4. The count matters. I used to think it was weird…
From the day I started this blog, I’ve always desired for it to be real, authentic. And while I have never said anything on these pages that isn’t true, there’s a part of myself that I’ve been too afraid to open up to the big wide internet world. But what is our life, if not…
I just love Fall. Don’t you just want to be in this photo? Credit goes to Christine, my best friend of (almost) 27 years! There have been jokes that it’s a ploy to convince me to move to Colorado Springs. Well, if so, it’s working! A year from now I might really be getting to…
His face was covered in dirt, picked up from an asphalt blacktop scattered with children. Tear stains had become smudges from an unwavering determination to clear the evidence of his frantic emotions. Tossing and turning, he rolled across that blacktop, unaware that he was clearing hopscotch boards and pausing basketball games. I tried with my…
I apologize if you now have Braveheart scenes and speeches running through your head. Actually, I take that back. I’m not sorry. There’s nothing wrong with a little Braveheart in your heart! Before I go any further, congratulations to Kimberly, winner of the Moisturizing Cream! Check your inbox for instructions on how to get your…
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