The Mom Diet: Results Pretty Typical
I have the best of intentions when it comes to diet. I do. I want to be fit. I want to wear cute sleeveless summer blouses. And I know what is beneficial. Truth be told I love a spinach peach smoothie. As I gulp the icy delightfulness I picture my organs being saturated with vitamins,…
Tiny Hops of Hope: RARA LINK UP!
I watched with clenched fists and pounding heart. Our young foster son, only 17-months at the time wobbled on chubby little legs. The goose egg on his head was still protruding and very purple… and green and yellow. The day before while trying his hand at toddling, he had toddled face first off a two-inch…
Come Monday: Fresh Starts, Hope, and Jesus, All I Need…
Monday, Monday…Come Monday: Fresh Starts, Hope, and Jesus: Alas, it is Monday again. A fresh start? A fresh week… yes. What is it that I am hoping to accomplish this week. With Monday before me… What will I fail at and what will I excel? I would be lying if I told you I was refreshed…
The Greatest Sin: What is the One Thing that Separates Us from The Love of God?
Our vandal sons, Sam 5 and Charlie 3, recently vandalized my make-up in what was truly an obnoxious and horrific display. I punished them and made them help clean up the terrible mess. Then, I put them in their rooms for a nap. A huge chunk of my day and pocket book was impacted by…
How to Reach Your Target Heart Rate without Getting Out of Bed
They say you cannot remember pain. I say… they have never torn their calf muscle and plantar fasciitis. I still have nightmares about it. I liken it to a Charlie-horse that gave way. Or to a gunshot wound. I remember the song playing: Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leopard. I remember the choreography,…
How to Reach Your Target Heart Rate without Getting Out of Bed
They say you cannot remember pain. I say… they have never torn their calf muscle and plantar fasciitis. I still have nightmares about it. I liken it to a Charlie-horse that gave way. Or to a gunshot wound. I remember the song playing: Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leopard. I remember the choreography,…
Breaking Free in the Midst of Chaos
I just bathed the vandals, our 5 and 3-year-old sons. Actually, it was a shower. This is the most effective way to clean them. I strip them down; I put on my rubber goulashes and start the water. It’s going down. The insanity never ceases to amaze me. These same two little boys, given the…
Freedom: Guest Post
Special thanks to my sister for helping me keep the streak going! I was sick last night and Stacey has a fabulous post for us!! If you buy your wife a microwave…. When your microwave dies the day after Thanksgiving you might find yourself making a less than appealing mash-up of leftovers in a…
Freedom: Guest Post
Special thanks to my sister for helping me keep the streak going! I was sick last night and Stacey has a fabulous post for us!! If you buy your wife a microwave…. When your microwave dies the day after Thanksgiving you might find yourself making a less than appealing mash-up of leftovers in a…
Beating the Drudgery of Comparison
My 12-passenger van stuck out like a giant zit on the end of your nose. I really didn’t care. A gift from my parents for my birthday, I was here to collect on a massage and facial while my brood hung out with Nana and Papa. My parents live near a swanky community outside of…