That was the summer of the accident. Not that none of us have never been in a car accident since, but this was the year of the life changing one. The woman with the “H” was riding with Papa, the rest of us girls following behind. … More A Little Nostalgic
Sleeping in, lounging by the pool with my latest book, laying out on a beach chair, fingertips in the sand. It was the most relaxing, laid-back, and luxurious vacation I’ve had in my life. … More Unico Vacation
Who remembers the beer that was served? The time it took for the photographer to take all the family photos? But the music? People dancing and laughing? The cousin that had a little too much fun and reenacted a Katy Perry music video? The song that took people back decades to their senior prom? The fun, free, couldn’t possibly have a bad memory associated with it soundtrack. I wanted current favorites and old favorites, and a few others mixed in that would leave people thinking, ‘how have I not heard this before?!’ … More Our Fairytale Beginning
The afternoon had gotten grey and dark. Not the strange light grey that means it could snow, but the deep blue grey with billowy storm clouds building across the sky. It smelled like rain, but it was always hit or miss whether they’d get a couple inches or the wind would blow the coming storm on through to the next town. … More More Than a Blustery Day
As piles of presents surround the tree, beautiful tree-skirts no longer visible, and everyone anxiously awaits, I’m reminded of a conversation we had just last week. Trying to pay for a wedding, save for a honeymoon, pay off past debts, and not add any to it, we had a conversation about how much we should really been spending and how many presents the kids actually needed. There are so many unopened crafts, robots that have yet to be assembled, and toys we never see being played with. So where is the line between fun and extravagant? Blessed and spoiled? … More Building Christmas
Lemon bars, lemon pound cake, citrus butter cookies, and a shrimp stir fry all made the cut that year. As I was baking I noticed that these weren’t anything like the lemons I was used to at the store. These were round and plump with smooth skin. They were so juicy even one slice of the knife spilled juice all over the cutting board. They weren’t sour and bitter, but tangy and mildly sweet. … More Lemon Survival
She grabbed her raincoat and took a chainsaw out of the back of the truck. This wasn’t the first time this happened and it probably wouldn’t be the last either. That didn’t mean she was looking forward to what she was about to do. She knew today probably wasn’t the day to be driving down that hill, but there was still the work from the day before to finish, and that meant driving down the steep incline. There hadn’t been anything she could do. She’d gotten the brakes checked the week before, but no matter how much she’d stomped on that pedal those tires wouldn’t stop. … More Beware the Slippery Slope
For those of you following my Instagram, you may have noticed I’ve been posting more and more frequently about my progression where running is concerned. I’ve set a big, audacious goal. There’s no doubt in my mind that I can do it, but I also won’t necessarily share what that goal is, until after I’ve conquered it, or at least am a few milestones closer. … More Running. Running…Running……and Goals.
It’s surprisingly quiet throughout the hall. A few murmurings here and there. College girls giggling under their masks. They look so young, it very well could be their first time. The line snakes along, around tables and between chairs. Someone rushes the door to the men’s bathroom, he probably drank too much coffee to wake before a normal alarm. … More Early Mornings for Standing in Lines
Some may say that the perfect writing space doesn’t exist. Thoughts of a crackling fire with warm lighting, a cozy blanket, and a hot cup of apple cider come to mind. Add in a log cabin out in the mountainous woods, and I’ve got it made. However, I live in Oklahoma, so if I needed those things I’d either a) only write about 4 months out of the year when it’s cold enough to justify lighting the fireplace, or b) lose a lot of weight by sweating profusely the other 8 months of the year! … More Writing Spaces
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