Now I Begin,
Now I Begin,
We’re Hereeee! We made it! Oh my. The last leg of our adventure was serious. In order to fully appreciate our state of mind upon our entrance into California allow me to relate the details of the night before in the hotel. Picture this, wearied travelers that we were entered into the pet friendly room Want More?
Day 2 of 3 Fort Stockton, Texas to Tucson, Arizona Distance: 546 (about) Awww man waking up at 6:45 this morning to start our second day of driving was not amusing! Neither morning coffee nor shower made any dent in my travel fatigue. It is for this reason and this reason alone I allowed myself Want More?
My family’s vacay is coming to an end. Six blissful weeks of no schedules or pressing appointments, with the biggest decision we have had to make is whether to go to the beach or the pool. Life has been grand, filled with sunshine, perfect water temperature, frozen yogurts, decadent piña coladas, old friends, and the Want More?
Linking up with Rosie at A Blog For My Mom for her My Sunday Best Series. And there was a ripping sound…a ripping sound during the Gospel reading…a ripping sound whose source was my child. Friends, I am getting ahead of myself. Let me back up a bit. Rewind… Today was my children’s first visit Want More?
Dear Virginia, Three years ago if someone had told me I would be crying when it was time to move again, I would have given them the infamous “whatever” look. I simply would not have believed it. Don’t get me wrong Virginia, you are a good state, not as awesome as Texas..but a good state Want More?
My wedding anniversary is tomorrow. Seems fitting that this particular Psalm written to commemorate the marriage between King David and a Phoenician Princess is next up for Project Psalm. Psalm 45 11-12 Listen, my daughter, and understand; pay me careful heed. Forget your people and your father’s house, that the king might desire your Want More?
I once sat in a crying room with my infant son, a mid sized room enclosed in glass with several rows of pews. Children ran about the room while abandoned coloring books strewn about were trampled. My daughter was six at the time and she sort of stared in disbelief and fidgeted a little Want More?
Driving down a road I don’t normally venture down because of its multiple blind spots and twisty winding nature, I was somewhat despondent, despite the rally to move on video that I had posted on Facebook earlier that day. Lost in thought over the election results and what it implicated about our country, I Want More?
For my birthday I decided to give the gift of humility to myself. I feel it is important to be self aware and work on yourself, particularly if you are as opinionated as moi’. First step, quite frankly possibly the only one, is to try and be a better listener and not talk about myself so much. Want More?
Tick Tock goes the clock. I am one of those people who is either late or early. Okay, I’ll own it. I am one of those people who is always late. With every tick and every tock time just seems to get away from me. A lot of it has to do with the fact Want More?