Hello dear people. Look what I have… I’m happy to announce that we have a giveaway opening today, for a 2015 copy of the Time Keeper! Anyone who has used this planner before probably loves it enough that I could skip the advertising and cut straight to the giving, eh? This year’s version is crazy […]
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Confession: I was up so late last night, three hundred and forty-two miles from home, that my brain is buzzing and my husband said to me “Are our phones goofing up? You sent me a text that apparently came in at x:xx. Were you really texting at that hour?” And I said “Yes.” In the strictest sense
The picnic date was everything I hoped for and then some. We drank sparkling grape juice out of goblets and ate garden freshness and hummus and drank a toast to joy. In the end, there is nothing quite like taking timed selfies with your husband of eleven years in a green and quiet graveyard. Jesus,
My little girl just turned four years old. This sends cold shivers through me. I wonder if it’s the beginning of the end, and if we will ever again be as close as we are now, and what I should be teaching her about femininity that I haven’t learned yet myself. So because I do
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You always knew this would happen, right? You knew that sooner or later, the pristine purity of my writing would be compromised by the cold world of materialistic capitalism, and I would become a puppet writer for Mennonite businesses. Yep. That day is upon us. From here on out it’s going to be all about
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Do you know how fun and easy it is to build a cabin Lincoln-log style out of pretzel rods cemented with daubs of frosting? This is what happens when your son insists on a three-dimensional structure fire cake for his ninth birthday. It would be fun to use in other ways as well—a woodsy/ hunting
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Confession: I think we should all get medals the morning *after* Mother’s Day, when the daily grind kicks in. How was your Mother’s Day? Mine was lovely… I woke up to find the kids bouncing around, waiting for me to see what they made with their daddy—a poster with flowers and butterflies. Each of their
From buttercream to radiant gold their cups tip up to catch the sun and spill out hope and healing for a tired world. Mommy, I picked some sunflowers for you…”
All the flower shops and chocolate factories are heaving a collective sigh of relief and counting up the dough. We made it. One of my favorite things about Valentine’s Day is watching men with bouquets ducking sheepishly around in stores. They look lovely and fragile and full of hope. The bouquets do too. One of
The holiday season is successfully over and I just sent my boys out the door for their first day of school in twenty-fourteen. Successfully over, I say, because by dint of careful rationing the buckeyes lasted two weeks and the party mix a whole month. And nobody got hit with a bat in any vital
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