Living Outside the Box You may think I’m a contradiction. I listen to the Grateful Dead, I buy only organic when I can, I vote conservative. I don’t wear makeup, I buy expensive shampoo, I owned a Bugaboo and I buy most of my clothes at Target. I read my bible everyday, old and new
Tag: faith
And just when you think you’ve gotten out, they suck you right back in again. So here I am, for another short list of Thankfuls. Bet this one’ll surprise you. I am thankful my blog (raised on the radio) got hacked. What you say? Are you crazy? Maybe. But the next 3 thankfuls will tell
Sometimes you need to be very very quiet and very still. Sometimes you will hear a voice inside your head, it is yours but the words seem to be coming from somewhere else. Sometimes you are too busy to listen. Sometimes you think you are waiting for God’s timing, but you’re not paying attention when
This is going to be a teeny-weeny short small little short (oops said that) list. I have about 15 minutes left of freedom while Isaiah finishes watching Pippi Longstocking for the one millionth time. So let’s get this show on the road, 10 things of Thankful: -Pippi Longstocking. Duh. If it weren’t for her
My good friend Lizzi over at Considerings started something a while back called Ten Things of Thankful. It’s an all weekend show where lots of amazing bloggers participate in taking stock, looking at their life and reminding themselves what they have to be thankful for. I have often wanted to participate, but really struggled with
Christmas moved out when I turned 8. My brother, being tired of rules, was done being told he was heading down the wrong path. So he decided to move out and head down the wrong path somewhere else. I don’t remember the interactions surrounding his departure. It was more of a “now you see him,
This is what I remember. We only ever had a Christmas tree when my brother was living with us. He was half and half. That’s what we called it. I don’t know at what age you actually understand what having a half-sibling means. To me it meant my brother hated my Mother and that he
I was amazed when I read the passage below. Homeschooling is such a journey. I hear so much, how do you do it? I could never homeschool, I don’t have the patience, or even I would probably kill my child if I was with him all day. Well, I struggle with all of that. Let’s
