Alex and I only have five pieces of furniture in our house that were never owned by someone else. 1) Couch 2) Loveseat 3) Our mattress 4) New mattress we just bought for a kids room 5) The bar stools that sit at our kitchen bar That’s it. Everything else has been pre-owned. The dining … Continue reading
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Syrious
I still remember the phone call that I made to my parents in the Spring of 2006. “Mom? Dad? I think I want to go to Syria over Spring Break.” My church was taking a “fact finding” trip and they needed people to go meet with the missionaries there and then come back and get … Continue reading
Things Currently Depending on Me for Survival
1. This little bag of bones. I routinely throw the ball for her and initiate games of “Haunted House”, where I turn all the lights off and then jump out at her (she loves it, I promise). I even continued to love her when she decided to add a little something extra to my I-have-the-house-to-myself … Continue reading
In Defense of Homemade Deodorant
I’ve been trying to document our gradual descent into hippiedom, what with the knitting and the gardening and the natural dyes and the giant beard (Alex’s of course). We took another plunge a few weeks ago when I invited friends over for a vegan dinner and then we made laundry soap together. That’s right. Vegetarians don’t need … Continue reading
Dear Daughter: Sonic Love
Hey sweet girl- Did you know it’s been almost a year since we’ve started this adoption process? A YEAR! That is so long and we have so far to go, but this has been the most important, emotional year of my life- a year filled with inexplicable joy and heartaches. If we’re to believe the … Continue reading
Sonic Fundraiser
Did you know that Sonic had fundraisers? I guess in the dark recesses of my mind, I’d tucked that fact away somewhere but when a church friend (SHOUT OUT, RITA!) told me she wanted to organize one for us, I was surprised. Tomorrow, we’ll be at a Sonic in Carrollton from 9-6, stuffing food bags … Continue reading
Thoughts from A Motorcycle Bar
Let me start with this picture: This basically sums up my experiences at the motorcycle bar. This man was wearing a helmet with horns and a mowhawk. He was carrying around something wrapped in a blanket. At one point, between songs, he unwrapped his shofar, which is an animal horn that was used by the Jewish people … Continue reading
Meeting Jesus at a Motorcycle Bar
I’ve only been to a bar once. It was in College Station and some friends were in town and everyone wanted to visit Northgate, the local bar scene. I presented a weak protest that I had nothing to wear- all of my brightly colored shirts and cardigans neatly fit into my “dress like a Skittle” … Continue reading
Scooters Don’t Make You Cool
When I bought my scooter, I had visions of me sidling up at a motorcycle bar, taking my helmet off, shaking my hair out, and being immediately accepted into the world of Harleys and Hondas. Guys named Hambone and Doctor Dare would slap my back and order me a…strawberry lemonade (I don’t drink). Okay, I … Continue reading
Building a Raised Bed Garden in 147 Easy Steps
Decide you want a garden in your backyard. Wait approximately 47 weeks, until your dad sends you a text message telling you that you need to do it now or not at all. Wait two more weeks. Choose a Saturday when you and your husband aren’t cooking dinner for 2 million people. On that Saturday, … Continue reading