Holiday cheer
I took a lick and a promise at some of it, and some I flubbed entirely. I am trying to be both honest and kind here.
I took a lick and a promise at some of it, and some I flubbed entirely. I am trying to be both honest and kind here.
I am snapping lots of photos of this glorious world. I can tell you about my current life with them easily. Watch this.
Children, children. Don’t you ever stop chewing on each other? Don’t you prefer to lay down control over the minutia of the universe?
It means so much to me that Jesus rose – that He is alive with us in the baby snuggles and the new crocuses and the mocha cupcakes.
It was an interesting experiment, but to be honest, that part wasn’t worth it. It made me think and care too much about food.
I had a lovely little idea that February would be the perfect month to focus on intimacy, and then I inherited a newborn baby.
At first, I wondered how to measure this goal. Then I started keeping a list of tiny successes, and it gave me exactly what I was going for.
I learned that what I eat as habit, or in the company of other people, I easily forget to monitor. But also that when I cut in one area…
I needed some focus points for the coming year, to hang my hat and hopes on, and give me something to keep getting out of bed for. You too?
Confession: One of my ambitions is to never say No to an opportunity because I am afraid. I do not live this perfectly, and the doors I remember shutting in fear still haunt me. A week or two ago I got a call asking if I would talk to a Mormon lady from Utah, who’s […]