It’s 8:09 p.m. Sunday night as I start this post. It’s been a month since I last wrote to you all, and it seems like that was yesterday. Or maybe the day before yesterday, but certainly not four-plus weeks ago. As I was sitting in the living room this afternoon talking with a good friend…
Last week was my first week back “at the grind” of my j-o-b. And so many of you have asked how it was… It was great. It was crazy. It was fast. It was exhausting. It was smooth. It was everything I thought it would be….and more. Y’all. I really do love my job. I…
Some of you who saw the title of this post either sighed and said, “heck yes it is” and others of you may have laughed and said, “just wait…”. A few weeks ago I posted something on my Facebook wall about how parenting can be so challenging and how I just wanted to crawl in…
First of all, I really should own a stationery store or company with all the excitement I have regarding notes and letters and pretty papers. The other day I got a sweet email from someone asking if Reynolds has learned to write a thank you note. Sadly, he has not, but he’ll scribble his name…
As my maternity leave is winding down {I go back to work in less than two weeks!}, I’ve been thinking about all the things I will miss about this time that I’ve had not working…being in our home with sweet Emory. Aside from the sweet smiles and snuggles with Emory, of course, there are so many…
Oh hey! It’s me…I’m sorry I totally fell off the planet for four weeks… I guess that’s what a newborn will do to you. How, with this being our third child, I didn’t anticipate that, I don’t know but I didn’t. So thanks for being so gracious when I totally didn’t finish with the Christmas…
I remember it like it was yesterday, when Celine Dion’s Christmas album came out in 1998. I was 18 years old and I listened to her cd on repeat that Christmas season. The most beautiful voice singing one of the most beautiful Christmas songs ever written. Two forces combined into one…and I couldn’t get enough…
