I love that the devil cares about this blog. This teeny weeny space. It makes me smile that just a few weeks ago my computer up and died,...

With a Praline something in my hand and a warm chocolate croissant beside I greet you this crisp November day. No one knows what will...

I'm a thinker. Not a "Mathematical" kind of thinker, but an emotional thinker. I think about the poem I recited in 6th grade, the amazing...

Hello Lovelies. It feels good to be back. I got a day out to enjoy a swanky coffee shop complete with hot tea, crusty outlet covers,...

I sent my two youngest down to the road to gather the garbage cans as well as all of the pieces of our week, scattered across the lawn...

My oldest girl is trying on more outfits than I care to see folding laundry in my bedroom before she runs to work. She is getting her...

Here I am in the car on our way to two days of Anniversary bliss and the Holy Spirit outlines a blog post. I am NOT a professional writer...

Hello my still at home, homies. We've made it through the bread baking stage, the Marie Kondo stage, the have gym in the backyard stage,...

Hello friends. I hope you have cupboards filled with pasta sauce and toilet paper and can warm up your coffee and sit with me a minute or...

What a week, eh? From no T.P. to no P.T to who knows what's coming around the corner. We set the church up for voting only to take it...

(This one's about my kids as well, so if it doesn't suit your fancy today, you three dear readers- please scroll to the next blog. I will...

My oldest girl who makes me smile with her homeless hair, cheesy grin and hand full of made-up words has one foot out of the nest folks....

We began Valentine's Eve at the Orchestra and I end up sick in bed on Valentine's Day. My favorite holiday. That's actually a great...

It's Friday and snow is falling light and sweet and covering everything again. I finally let my inner Valentine's excitement come out and...

One has just discovered the Rubix Cube and it's many faceted mathematical equations, One printed out the Morse Tap Code for his school...

We're still sweeping up confetti from my husband's birthday on Sunday. We are amazed at how quickly the years fly by and how many...

Hello dear friends. It's the Eve of a New Year and our home is still buzzing from the Ghost of Christmas Past. I am reminded that a...

My anniversary takes for ever and a day to arrive each year and we won't even begin to talk about how long I wait for my birthday to make...

These are the days of movings. Of moving everything out of the kitchen and dinning room to prepare for 37 people we love. Of moving...

Hi folks. November is flying by. The kids have all passed their October poem, "When the Frost is on the Punkin," by James Whitcomb Riley...