I discovered Harry Potter in elementary school. My best friend at school let me borrow her copy of The Chamber of Secrets, and even starting out of order, I was hooked. I have distinct memories of reading The Goblet of Fire in the back of my parent’s electric blue Explorer as we drove around Austin … Continue reading What’s Saving My Life: Bedtime Stories
This year for Lent, I gave up social media. No Facebook. No Instagram. (Those are really the only social media apps I use…or so I thought.) I committed to a forty day fast because I was suspicious that I had become dependent upon them. I felt a gentle nudge from God to take a break … Continue reading Scroll Fast
When I was little I would watch as my mom painstakingly painted her fingernails. I looked on in envy at the way she seemed to never get polish on her cuticles and the way the paint flowed out into a smooth, bright pop of color. I tried to copy her, choosing electric blue and lots … Continue reading Painted Nails & Kettlebells
I’m sitting downstairs in my house today with the windows open doing some work. I took Britt-dog to daycare and am washing all of her blankets and febreezing every soft surface she likes to lay on (baby girl is committed to comfort). It is cool outside, the sun is out, and the birds are chirping. … Continue reading Cherry Avenue Cherry Blossoms
In 7th grade I took a typing class. It was required. The powers that be shoved too many 13-year-olds into a tiny room with tiny keyboards and we spent hours each week with paper covering our hands typing books of the Bible as fast as we could. Each week we took a typing test. The fastest … Continue reading Building Blocks & Stepping Stones
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