Category: Purely Personal

Sundays with Oprah

I have a story that I need to share with you, and no one else. (Let’s keep it right here, shall we?) I’m a Starbucks Gold Card member. That means that I spend way too...

Flashback Friday: Putting a Dent in Advent

Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. If you haven’t read it, it’s new to you!   I’ll start this post with a couple of confessions: Confession #1: I...

Deck The Alls

Last weekend our family participated in a time-honored annual tradition that unites us with our kinsman around the globe. The annual tradition that heralds the holiday season. The annual tradition that puts gleams in eyes,...

In Solemn Stillness Lay

A couple of weeks ago Merriem and I were sitting in the living room, each on a laptop. She was reading me something off of Facebook, and I was eyeball deep in a spreadsheet I...

Flashback Friday: So Logical, It’s Scary

Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. If you haven’t read it, it’s new to you!   My second born Austin has always been the sweetly-oblivious, doesn’t-always-mean-to-be-funny one in...

Flashback Friday: You Never Leave Middle School

Every Friday I dig into the archives and dust off an old post. Since this one was posted two Halloweens ago, we’ve wised up. We took the bull by the horns or the ghost by...

What Did Your Words Just Say?

Sunday. The grocery store. A quick stop on the way home from church to pick up snacks for small group. Small talk with the lady at the register. “How’s your day going so far?” And a...

No. Just…No.

  (An actual conversation last week while hanging out with my two youngest at Chick-fil-A. The name of the little punk juvenile delinquent has been changed because I can’t afford a lawsuit.) Haven (four years old):...

Sticker Shock

There are certain things prenatal and parenting classes don’t prepare you for. Oh sure, they cover the basics, like childbirth (“Husbands, get out of the way and let her do her thing. Whatever unhelpful colorful...

And There She Goes: Reflections on Day One of Preschool

The word for the day is “bittersweet.” This morning we did one of the things I’ve dreaded since my daughter came into our family: we sent her off to preschool. We’ve never been a preschool family. It’s not...

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