Straight up, I have a lot of books. That shouldn't come as much of a surprise to many of you. At Christmas, most of my presents are fresh printer-and-ink-smelling rectangles in tacky Christmas wrap, simply because I make it easy for my husband to guess what I want by constantly adding a pile of Marissa … Continue reading Can I be in your Shelfie?
It only makes sense. As children of a Holy King we are fully equipped to be dragon slayers. One of the hard things I’ve had to learn in my twinkling twenties is that dragging around baggage into areas where the love of Jesus is supposed to shine is inappropriate, un-classy, and just plain bothersome. In … Continue reading Hunt Your Dragons before You Come
Dreams. Dreamy dreams. Dreaming of dreamy dreams. We all have that one dream, the one that never goes away, even if life provides a heaping pile of lofty distractions. Occasionally something reminds us of it and we pause to go back to dreamland for a moment. We let out a long dramatic sigh and for … Continue reading A Glimpse of Rome Through Geeky Glasses
It's not that I'm just bad at hiding my facial reactions, or that I've unearthed some putrid smell, its nothing like that. My face is constantly crunching for an entirely different reason, one that no one would know about unless I tell them. My baby, now positioned on the right side of my stomach, keeps … Continue reading My Baby’s Butt
Pregnancy. What in the world was I thinking? I feel like I should start blaming things; the TV commercials with the 'cute-little-belly' women, the happy pregnancy portraits all over the internet, those girls who claim that pregnancy is such a joy. You bums. You should have warned me better. I feel like every women coming … Continue reading Round. That’s a shape. I’m in shape.
There was an eerie whistle coming off the fields; its source was unknown. Only vacant emptiness hung over the green wheaties for miles. The sky was a dull grey, creeping over the landscape like it was its own life form. All seemed...ugh what is that horrendous smell? Manure season. That's what. What a wretched time … Continue reading Poop Happens. So grab a shovel and deal with it.
All I can hear, apart from a few bugs and birds making odd noises from somewhere I can't see, is the sound of moving water as it tumbles off the hot tub thingy and spills into the pool, making a "blub-blub-blub" sound. The weather called for thunderstorms today but I can only see clear blue … Continue reading Fear the Pirate Dragons