Recently, I attended my first homeschool convention and learned SO MUCH about SO MANY THINGS.
When I returned, I was asked on Facebook: “I’m curious, what is it you love about homeschooling compared to your other two experiences?”
The other two experiences referenced are Kindergarten at a private Christian school, and 1st grade at public school.
First, let me tell you how I won’t address that inquiry. Continue reading “What A Difference Homeschooling Makes”
This past Saturday I attended a gathering where the ice breaker was to share about a memorable Valentine’s Day. Some stories were touching, others were humorous, and others admitted they didn’t really have a memorable Valentine’s Day.
When I got home later that morning, I shared with Hubs what the ice breaker was. He laughed and said, “Well you only have one.” Continue reading “Why I’m A Horrible Valentine”
I set my alarm for an hour earlier than usual. It was a big day, after all – the lunar eclipse.
For the first time in 150 years, it was a lunar eclipse, a super moon, a blue moon, and a blood moon. So obviously…. yeah, I had to look up the significance of that because I didn’t know it was a big deal until the internet told me so. (As with most things in life…) Continue reading “The Family That Eclipses Together”
Recently, I had a conversation with some others about Valentine’s Day.
The conclusion: We all think it’s dumb.
I’m married to the love of my life, and we stopped “doing” Valentine’s Day many years ago. Continue reading “Why We Don’t “Do” Valentine’s Day”
Once upon a time (in a far away land) I took my first ever Spiritual Gifts Assessment Test. I don’t even know if that’s the official name, but I capitalized it all proper, so let’s roll with it.
This assessment revealed to me I had the spiritual gift of hospitality. It made sense to me – I loved entertaining, loved cooking for others, and loved keeping the house tidy should anyone feel the urge to stop by.
As years continued to pass, I assumed (red flag) hospitality would always be a “gift” of mine. I would always excel in making others feel welcomed, adored, and treasured in my home, with little to no effort on my part. After all, it was a gift. Continue reading “How the Gift of Hospitality Keeps On Giving (me ulcers)”
Last week, I sent my people a little email that resonated big time.
First of all, if you’re asking yourself, “Why didn’t I get an email?”, it’s because you haven’t told me where to send one. So do that now. I’ll wait.
This email resonated so much with those who read it because it’s something we’re all dealing with in one way or another. Continue reading ““I Don’t Know How You Do It””
Today was a lovely, weird day.
I’ve got a strange tickle in my throat and some uncomfortable pressure in my ears. I chugged special tea and slathered on my essential oils, though, because we had stuff to do today.
Little Miss had a dentist appointment this morning and we had to head to town, but not before I put bacon on the skillet on the stove, then walked away and completely forgot about it.
It smells like I diffused “burned bacon” essential oils in our home… Continue reading “The Simple Things: A Really Big Deal”
When it comes to meal plans, I’ve done it all.
Before we had kids, and especially when Hubs and I were first married, I created all kinds of new-fangled dishes (even trying to be creative with stale chips when we were broke) and followed recipes for no other reason than to make an impression.
I was all about making sure Hubs had the cooking-est wife on the planet.
Then something happened after we had children. You can only have cereal and frozen waffles for dinner so many times before it stops being an “occurrence” and becomes a lifestyle. Continue reading “Meal Planning Made Easy”
Christmas cards are one of my favorite holiday traditions. I used to write a
sassy fun letter every year, and I’ve taken only a couple of years off here and there, but this year was a little pathetic. We had no family pictures, not even any kid pictures (Instagram will have to suffice), and a bullet list of highlights instead of a letter.
Here’s the letter I should have mailed…but thought it easier to blog instead. Continue reading “The Christmas Letter I Should Have Written”
I walked into her room and asked if I could talk to her. It was one of my [many] humbled-mother moments.
Earlier, I had been getting the Christmas decorations out and situated, and in her excitement, she wanted to hand-make, and display, her own decorations throughout the house.
I drew the line firmly – maybe a little too firmly – when she brought out a string with pink, purple, and white ribbons stranded across it. Continue reading “The Emotional Dangers Of Decorating: Grief & Holidays”