I posted a couple of days ago on mean girls, but I decided there’s more to this story. Girls are mean to one another and they learn the mean from mean Moms and other women. Some girls are raised on mean and some learn it to survive in mean girl world.But girls grow up and…
Raising girls is not for the wimp. I’ve been at it for 23 years now. Oh my word! How did I make it 23 years with most of my sanity intact…. I said most. Two girls – almost 7 years apart. I’ve been doing this girl thing for a while and I love being…
I had an amazing weekend at the Free to Be Me Bloggers’ Retreat. There’s so much to share, but I’m still processing. I do want to show you a glimpse of the glory He poured over me this weekend. These skies are truly a picture of how much He blessed me this past weekend. Watching…
Last weekend was filled with friends, Starbucks, worship, Starbucks, and a message that is still resonating within my spirit. I promise I’ll write a recap, but since my notes went home with my traveling partner, it will have to wait until they make their way back to me. Friday night, I looked around at the…
I need a new refrigerator. Okay, I know I often toss the word need around carelessly, but in this case there is a need. The large beach towel that resides in the place where the vegetable crisper once lived is an indicator of that need. Today I found that unless you lean into the freezer…
