Items In a Purse

Any given day I am amazed at some of the things I find in my purse. So one day, I decided to make a list of what lurked inside. Here's what I found, most likely in this order. I thought it might interest you: 1 Ketchup packet 1 Chick-fil-A sauce packet 2 mismatched children's socksContinue reading "Items In a Purse"

Setting Sail and Sucking It In

In a few days, my husband and I will be leaving the kids with grandma and grandpa and boarding a cruise ship. I couldn’t be more excited. I have never been on a cruise before. And so like any newbie would be, I have been dreaming of crystal blue waters, sun on my face, andContinue reading "Setting Sail and Sucking It In"

Goooooood Morning! (Can you hear the sarcasm?)

This morning I woke up to my three-year-old son unlocking our front door, buck naked. When I asked him what he was doing he calmly said, "I'm just looking for the orange airplane." Oh, thanks for clarifying. And the naked part? I knew I put him to bed with pajamas and a diaper on. WhereContinue reading "Goooooood Morning! (Can you hear the sarcasm?)"

Visions of Grandeur: Insomniac at Work

I am not going to be able to sleep tonight. I just found out some crazy news! I'm pregnant! Just kidding. Sorry, mom. No, it's even crazier and stranger than that. I just found out that one of my former English professors, Ed Falco, is on the New York Times Bestsellers list! I can hardlyContinue reading "Visions of Grandeur: Insomniac at Work"

Prayers and Poetry, Inspired by Poop

Frustrated, impatient, and tired, I came into my room, sat on my bed and prayed in earnest, "Please, Lord, let him poop." (You never know what you are going to be praying for as a parent, do you?) Then just like that, a wave of inspiration flowed over me. Was it the Holy Spirit? IContinue reading "Prayers and Poetry, Inspired by Poop"

Luckless at the Library

I'm really starting to dislike the local library. I am sure the feelings are mutual. Folks, I have just incurred a $20.00 fee for returning damaged books! Yes, it was my fault. I'm guilty. Here's what happened: I set the books on the floor of my van next to my water bottle. My water bottle thatContinue reading "Luckless at the Library"