Despite what my husband thinks or what my previous occupation would lead you to believe, I am a very low maintenance woman. I’m not sure if there is a litmus test to prove this and really all of my evidence is circumstantial, but I’m pretty sure…
When I was in sixth grade I somehow managed to get my hands on a contraband copy of Seventeen Magazine. I really have no idea how this happened, being that I grew up in the sticks and my access to any magazine other than my…
I am guilty. I admit it. I am raising monsters. I wish it wasn’t so. I’ve fought against it left and right. But I am. Ok, so maybe that’s a slight exaggeration. My precious little devils angels are decidedly not monsters. I get solid good reports from…
I am going to tell you a little story today, friends. The story of a couch. But not just any couch. My couch. My completely impractical, totally improbable and absolutely impossible WHITE couch. This whole story began 8 years ago when we were transferred…
A few months ago Jeff got this wild idea that he wanted a boat. Well, more accurately, he wanted to join a boat club. At first I indulged him with some genuinely engaged nodding and well-timed Mmm-hmms. Then, as time went on I digressed into…
I don’t like to brag but I make an exceptionally good pack mule. I mean, it’s really quite a gift. I have been known to carry multiple backpacks, a few sweatshirts, hats, sunglasses and my own purse around entire amusement parks. All by myself. I…
I’ve been planning tonights dinner for weeks. Besides Thanksgiving dinner, this may be the most anticipated meal in the Burnt Toast household all year. On the menu–burgers, fries and strawberry shortcake. Nothing fancy. Nothing out of the ordinary. But then again, the menu was chosen…
“For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11 These are the words that chose me back in January. These are the…
When I first wrote this out, I’m going to be honest and say that I didn’t want to share it. I didn’t want to share it because it’s so vulnerable and so raw. It feels like weakness and seems silly and insecure when I read…
Y’all, I parented hard this weekend. And I don’t mean social media worthy parenting, neither. I mean busy, messy, happy, sad, all over the roadmap parenting. But then again, despite what Pinterest wants us to believe, isn’t all parenting just a compilation reel of big…
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