Then it's my turn. I hit the car (which was parked some 10 feet behind the board). I hit my husband's head. I nailed a tree- 25 feet to the left. And two bags landed 2 inches in front of my shoes. Which, yes, were on my feet. Basically, I got those little sacks of beans all over our campsite AND the neighbors! In fact, they stopped playing guitar and signing in order stare, mouths agape at my bean sack tossing prowess.
If you are someone who reads for "all the feels," you want to read this post. If you are a member of my family and know what my family has gone through, you want to read this post. If you are a parent who has been on the "receiving" end of parentally alienating behaviors... ...you want to read this post.
It's that time of year again, and the image above almost doesn't even need words. Except, really. It does. It does need words.
Over the years, sewing has become a way for me to process life. When my biological children and I were separated, for the longest time I couldn't even look at my sewing machine. Because a big part of the reason I started sewing was for them, and "now they were gone." It was hard. My… Continue reading Inch by Inch: Accepting Hard Things
In a previous post I addressed those who are "Anti- Pokemon Go," calling them out for what I believe is an intolerance of difference and a lack of understanding. You can read that letter and why I decided to download Pokemon Go, as well as my family's reaction here. However, some of their points do… Continue reading An Open Letter to Pokemon Go Users
Pokemon Go. A debate I thought I was going to avoid. An app I was insanely curious about. I guess when you are curious about a product that has some contention attached to it, you can't avoid the debate. I downloaded the app this weekend while on a long car ride. People in the car… Continue reading An Open Letter to the Anti-Pokemon-Go Movement
Disclosure: Vulgar words are used in this article. I believe that they are used intellegently and to illustrate a point. They are not intended to be insulting or gross. If you are language sensitive, you may choose to skip reading this post. Or you may choose to read, with the understanding that the intent isn't… Continue reading Overly Crass and Too Sensitive: Creating a Generation of Hypocrites
Years ago, when things started going crazy with my kiddos, things also went crazy, the opposite way, for a high school classmate of mine. I don't know that we have real life talked since high school to be honest, but as we have taken our respective journey's with our children we have talked via messenger,… Continue reading The Cost of Love: In Dollars and Cents
I recently celebrated my birthday (number 25, again... ). My amazing husband and I had each just gotten bonuses from our employers, and we decided that we could spare just a little bit from our Dave Ramsey gazelle like intensity (for more on that read the total money makeover) to celebrate. I got to choose,… Continue reading My Bible is Better Than Yours…
Family. It comes in many forms, and in today's society is often blended, extended and melded from an assortment of people, many who are at least partially related by blood and many who are not. My family is no different