Lately, I have been feeling like shit. You all know it and my closest family and friends know it too. I am going through a mix of something in between perimenopause and seasonal hatred that needs to be diagnosed quickly before I buy a yacht or 70s psychedelic food truck or some tragic outfit like… Continue reading Stay Beautiful
A few weeks ago, I was on Facebook and saw a cool bean bag–like chair in someone’s house. A friend of a friend casually mentioned it was a Yogibo, like, oh yeah, everyone just has one of those lying around. I had never heard of a Yogibo, so I immediately went to Google because I… Continue reading The Big Cozy Green Chair
Almost everything we ate growing up was homemade. Sure, we’d occasionally go out to eat—usually after church or to celebrate when my brother or I won an award at school. And McDonald’s? That was a rare and exciting treat. But at home, every meal was lovingly prepared by my mother or grandmother, who lived with… Continue reading Grandma’s Romance Waffles
I don't like to talk or write about the bad in my life. We all know the bad is there, and for some reason, I don't want to dwell on it—especially in this space. But today, as I write these words, I feel like I need to level with you. I am in pain. Since… Continue reading Pain
I have vague memories of the 1970s. I say vague because I only remember bits and pieces of that decade because I was only ages 0-9 at the time. But, thanks to photographs, I recall my father wearing a lot of plaid pants and my mother wearing owl necklaces, bandanas in her long hair, and… Continue reading Mom’s Shrimp Dip Reminds Me of the 70’s
Actually, I have had two weddings in barns. At my first wedding, we held our reception inside and outside of a family-owned barn in my home state of Ohio. At my second wedding, the entire ceremony and reception were held in a barn in the suburbs of Chicago. That should be some kind of… Continue reading I Had a Wedding in a Barn Long Before Pinterest
A Grace Full Life 