26, Unmarried, Childless, and I Secrectly Love When You Ask Me About It

For the past few days I have seen this article 26, Unmarried, and Childless shared up and down my Facebook news feed, tucked ironically in between engagement announcements and photos of infants. I remember reading this article when it was first written late last year and it seems since then every few months one of my fellow generational sisters tells her experience about not being at society’s expected stage of life....more

Perfect Timing, Perfect Peace

There are hardly enough hours in the day lately. Anybody else feel me? I haven’t posted any new recipes or even hardly any pictures because my schedule is jam packed.I get up in the morning, get ready for work, pack mine and the Mister’s lunch, go to work, fulfill my evening ministry stuff, pick up the Mister from work and by the time we get home, it’s time to crawl into bed again.I’m tired. I know a lot of you are thinking, “You have no idea! You don’t even have kids!” Yea, I know. Don’t remind me....more

Being childfree doesn't mean you owe an explanation or self-deprecation

Lilit Marcus' Mother's Day article in the Guardian, Just because I love my mother doesn't mean I have to become one myself, responds to the assumption some people have that women who don't want children must have had a psychologically or emotionally damaging upbringing. Unfortunately, she responds in a way that harms rather than helps....more

Create Easy Chalkboard Signs for Your Next Event

Photo by the Big Change ProjectChalkboard signs are a great decorative element for y...more

The Tree I Be

Later this month I have a retreat with a group of ladies who serve on a board with me. We’re supposed to take a personality quiz beforehand and bring the results with us.I love these things. I don’t know why. I take them and then read over the results and think “yup, that about sums it up,” and then I wonder if other results might also sound exactly like me, depending upon my mood, and if I’ve skewed the test by just answering stuff the way I want to be rather than the way I am. Then I forget what I was doing and go do something else. Eventually I forget what the results were altogether.Never mind using these test results to make me a better person. I can never remember if I’m an ENTP, or Vermillion/Periwinkle, or an aspen versus a douglas fir, Yoda or Princes Leah, or what any of it means.I do know I’m a Virgo, but I think I’m supposed to be a Leo who was too lazy to be born on time. Leo’s horoscopes are always the most interesting. Virgo is supposed to be systematically checking stuff off her list, earthy and patient.Oh yeah. That Virgo thing. That's totally me. Except when it isn't. Which is always....more

Doctor's appointment

Drawing Dinosaurs

The last time I felt guilty. The last time I felt guilty?  I don’t remember a time when I didn't feel guilty about something. I feel guilty writing this now....more

Time for Mommy to Hide

Don’t get me wrong, I love being a mom and I absolutely love being a wife. But, sometimes… We as mothers need time to hide, breathe, or go for a run. When I get the chance (when my Husband get’s home)… I like to grab a glass of chardonnay, pick a nail polish color to do my nails, sit on the floor, light a fresh scented candle, and lock my self in the bathroom....more

Smiliing

While living in a nest full of four lovely daughters, I found many things to smile about throughout every day--I'm sure y'all smiled at the same things-...more