Not again, God.
Fear not. You know I’m with you.
Continue reading “A Conversation With God.”Category: Uncategorized
Will All The Martha's Please Stand Up?
Now go sit down somewhere.
Continue reading “Will All The Martha's Please Stand Up?”Write.
Write.
It doesn’t matter if it’s grammatically correct or perfectly formatted.
Spill words.
Continue reading “Write.”St. Olaf, right?
I threw a battery at her head once.
She probably deserved it, but it wasn’t my finest hour.
Continue reading “St. Olaf, right?”Why Am I Making This So Hard?
I had a plan.
I was going to quit my job and focus on my writing.
I’d been doing it long enough that maybe it was time to turn this hobby into something more.
Continue reading “Why Am I Making This So Hard?”The 1%.
No, not that 1%.
Continue reading “The 1%.”The Puzzle.
We bit off a little more than we could chew.
And by we, I definitely mean me, because I brought this evil into our home.
For the last three weeks, our kitchen table has been taken over by 1,000 tiny puzzle pieces, eagerly waiting to be reconnected with their brethren.
Three weeks, y’all.
It haunts me at night.
Continue reading “The Puzzle.”Rest.
A few nights ago, as the boo and I were cooking dinner, our girl Susie was – unsurprisingly – glued to our feet. At no other time does she wish failure upon us more then when we are handling food. For at least ten minutes, she was pacing back and forth, nosing her way between our legs, just waiting for a crumb to fall out of our hands and do a somersault into her mouth.
Hope springs eternal, baby girl.
Continue reading “Rest.”Are You Ready To Place Your Order?
When I resigned from my job, the typical reaction I received was that of excitement, delight, and just a touch of shock.
You are stepping out on faith!
Proud of you for being obedient!
Oh wow, you are so brave – congratulations!
You get the idea.
Continue reading “Are You Ready To Place Your Order?”Still Here.
This is the final post of the Everywhere series.
Flying is a love/hate relationship.
On the one hand, it allows us to travel beyond our wildest dreams and experience adventures that await in far away lands.
But before those dreams and adventures are realized, you have to sit in a confined space for hours while a small child kicks your seat from behind and a large man reclines his seat in your lap.
Continue reading “Still Here.”
