life

John’s Message

by Guest blogger on March 24, 2011 · 5 comments

My sweet friend, Stephanie, from The Candid Pastor’s Wife (a break-the-mold wife to a pastor at a church plant in Austin, Texas, who loves to write about marriage, mission, and beauty outside of culture), has so graciously agreed to walk us through the Gospel of John on Fridays in the month of March, as we […]

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There’s a thought that’s been STUCK in my head since Monday evening when I saw a plaque that said, “Love life to the fullest and embrace it with no regrets.” I don’t know about you, but I haven’t been loving life to the fullest and embracing it with no regrets lately, at least not in […]

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A couple of days ago I went outside and saw a contraption my oldest one had built… a lunch box strapped to a plastic shoe box sitting on top of a large, clear, plastic pickle jar. I looked at the set up curiously and saw something odd… the bottom 2 inches of the pickle jar […]

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Not too long ago I realized I was spending more time on the computer than I’d like (around the time I wrote Just a Minute Honey). I made a commitment to myself and posted it here. I’ve had a couple of friends ask me about my “Note to Self” in the sidebar concerning my computer […]

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Doing My Job Means Ignoring You

by Guest blogger on March 15, 2010 · 18 comments

I’ve always shaken my slightly pretentious head at people who wasted hours on Facebook, since I’ve managed to avoid the time-sucking aspects of it pretty well. Recently, I launched the blog I’d been mentally planning for ages, started ‘tweeting’ new people on Twitta’ and quickly morphed into “one of those people.” It felt great to […]

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I’m What You Would Call ‘Indoorsy’

by SomeGirl on March 15, 2010 · 9 comments

I’m sitting here with a sea of groceries on the kitchen floor and a list of things to do that is who-knows-how-long. The car is cleaned out, but needs to be washed. The sleeping bags are rolled up and and ready to go. One fishing pole is in the car and the other cute, little […]

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