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You know the days when you’ve committed yourself so far that you technically need to have three bodies to do all the things you promised to do? Yeah. Like that.  All week. A wise woman said that too many commitments can be a sign of love – it reflects all the people you’re willing to

The thing is, sometimes I do things right. Some days I get up early and exercise, shower, and produce hot breakfast all before 6.30, when I wake my beautiful children with my gentle voice and shepherd them to morning devotional.  Sometimes I get all my list crossed off.  Sometimes I go days without eating butter.

My ears are ringing.  We’ve been bread-free in  our house for three and a half days, and I finally shook off the laziness this morning and got busy. (These things are related. Wait for it.) While the kids were eating their breakfasts near 7:00, I pulled out the wheat grinder and loaded it up. This

I’ve been pondering a new story for the last little while. I’ve also been doing a rewrite on a different one, and here and there pausing to do those pesky duties like cooking, cleaning, paying bills, and entertaining my little family.  So as far as pondering goes, it’s time for me to be done. I

Matthew just walked in to my room and said, “Hi, Mom. I’m Luke Skywalker, see? Black socks.” He pointed to his feet, which were, in fact, in black socks. And he’s wearing charcoal gray pants and a long-sleeved black T-shirt. But apparently it’s the socks that make the outfit complete. And here I was thinking

Today, I’m feeling very grateful that I have employed a tax accountant for the last thirteen years. It is well worth a couple of hundred dollars for Scott and I not to have to face off over the financial records.  Yeah! Yeah! CPA!

What is the deal with these Facebook lists? Suddenly Facebook lists seem as common as politician’s tax-fraud confessions. I have, over the past two weeks, been “tagged” in about twenty different lists. “One word” and “25 Things” and “Bucket Lists” and on and on. I have never responded to one, but something about me tells

I discovered some good books, purely by accident, at the library(!) this week. My local library is ridiculously sparse, with a heavy lean toward the YA SF/F side. But I found the following books by Hillary McKay: Saffy’s Angel, Indigo’s Star and Permanent Rose. I read the first two during my Monday and Tuesday sick