Author, Speaker & Columnist
Some time ago, I received a phone call from a lady named Shannon. She’d found my vehicle registration lying in her front yard, six miles from my house. Earlier in the day, I had spilled my purse in a friend’s front yard, and papers flew … [Continue reading]
My family regularly gives me a hard time because my knowledge of slang is somewhat limited. Occasionally, I will pick up what the kids are saying, and inadvertently incorporate it into my own vocabulary. For example, the other day I said to hubby, … [Continue reading]
And the winner is: I had so much fun hitting the "Choose a winner" button that I decided to choose three! Linda will be receiving the pink frilly heart!!! Amy and Mindy will be choosing from the Donaldson's Chocolates website. … [Continue reading]
Hubby regularly reminds me, “You are your father’s daughter!” It seems I have inherited my dad’s knack for getting injured in the most innocent of circumstances. He will stop by for a visit, and one of the kids will say something like, … [Continue reading]
In the course of growing up, we often innocently do the most absurd things. I have a number of cringe-worthy moments in my life that cause me to look back and say, “Dear God, why didn’t you stop me?” Mostly, I try not to look back, … [Continue reading]
Recently, many of my Facebook friends have become new mommies. When I read their posts, I can practically hear the exhaustion in their voices. But it is an exhaustion that is overshadowed by love. I’ve got five kids, so I totally get it. Two of … [Continue reading]
I made a major life change this week. It was one of those things I said I’d never do. I don’t know why I even bother uttering the words. “I’ll never do that,” because nine times out of ten I let myself down. Sometimes, I have even … [Continue reading]
Once upon a time there was a mother of many children, but she did not live in a shoe. She lived in a comfy old farmhouse on the outskirts of town. To her, Christmas has always been the most wonderful time of year! As luck would have it, her … [Continue reading]
On Sunday afternoon, I sent our son into the attic to haul down the Christmas tree. I’d like to say we spent the day at the tree farm, trudging across the acres, waiting expectantly for the perfect tree to wave his branches and say, “Here I am! … [Continue reading]
