Merry Christmas! Our kids are home for the holidays, so I’m popping in today to wish you much joy and peace and contentment in your celebrations of our Savior’s birth. I can never think of His birth without also thinking of His sacrifice. Dare I… [read more]
Hello, friends. Are you taking a nice break this Labor Day holiday? Or is this a weekend of catching up on work around your home? I’m working on turning a dresser into a new tv stand for the keeping room makeover. Richard is cleaning and… [read more]
Sometimes, amid the fun and terror of new places and new experiences, we suddenly see a little more clearly the “why” of what we do. Going to the Haven Conference this year took me out of the comfort of solitary days of pajamas, unwashed hair,… [read more]
One problem with thrift store shopping is that so many things are broken or dirty and disgusting, and it can be hard to see the hidden potential. Sometimes, celebrating the imperfections and brokenness is the best way to tackle a makeover. Such was the case… [read more]
I’ve struggled with what to write, whether I should write at all about the Newtown shooting. It seems to be human nature to try to make sense of the senseless, to find something or someone to blame.
Something has been bugging me for awhile now. The perceived anonymity of the triple dub-ya seems to have spawned the notion that we don’t need to worry about others’ feelings. Kindness and maturity are irrelevant.