Category: Purely Personal

The Dregs of Craigs

We’re entering into another week of shopping for a new car for our oldest son, and by “new” I mean “What can we afford if we try to sell his old car that gave up the ghost a...

Flashback Friday: Senior Night

Flashback Friday: Senior Night

This is a different kind of Flashback Friday. Most weeks, I dig into the archives and pull up an old post. (Haven’t seen it? It’s new to you!) But here’s a fair warning: this may...

A Thousand Thanks

A Thousand Thanks

Today marks a milestone of sorts on the ol’ blog: you’re reading post number 1,000. Well, y’know. 1,000 according to the WordPress dashboard. That includes all the Flashback Friday posts, those days where I cheap...

Flashback Friday: Spark of Genius

Flashback Friday: Spark of Genius

It’s no secret that humor is kind of a big deal to me. My kids learned early on that if they were in trouble but could make me laugh, their punishment would be 17% less...

18 Really? Really.

18 Really? Really.

  My firstborn turns 18 today. Yep, you read that right. I had to go back and read that first sentence a few times, myself. I’ll never forget that brilliantly sunny day in a tiny...

The Story Has Not Ended.

The Story Has Not Ended.

In December I shared the story of Ryan, Morgan, and Charlie: two dear friends and their little boy who is stuck on the other side of the world. Today, Ryan will land back in RDU...

Flashback Friday: Don’t Look Back

Flashback Friday: Don’t Look Back

Yes, I recognize the irony in having a flashback post that tells you not to look back, but work with me here, people. Wednesday was a first at our household.  After weeks of begging, I...

Flashback Friday: Blowouts and Banjo Music

Flashback Friday: Blowouts and Banjo Music

A completely true tale: …so we made it off of I-40 and pulled over at a gas station in Rose Hill, NC, home of the world’s largest frying pan and a town where the motto is...

Moses, ‘Mandments, & Toenail Polish

If you tuned in last week, you know that Advent has come to the Franks house. And even though we started off rough, we’ve persevered, stuck through, and endured more eye rolls and off-the-wall comments...

Putting a Dent in Advent

I’ll start this post with a couple of confessions: Confession #1: I stink at family devotions. Like, stink at ’em. Not “we could get better. Last year we only memorized Leviticus, this year we’re going for...

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