A few years ago, my sister Tatum lived in Ghana as a missionary. So in what is considered the most surprising decision my father has ever made, we went to visit her for two weeks. My only request was that I wanted a souvenir that spoke to me about Ghana and about God. And though
Here’s another installment of YouBlog– where I introduce you to one of your fellow blogmies. Remember the goal is to get to know each other! Many of you readers/commenters were born to be friends- I just know it. And I’m out to prove it! Yeah, I know YouBlog is a Thursday thing. And today is
A few things, as usual: 1. The lisp. It is STRONG in this video. 2. I know that owning a mixer won’t get me a husband. [It was just a joke.] You don’t have to send me a long email about trusting God and staying away from baked goods. I’m trying to do both things.
A few things before we get started. [Consider these the “announcements”, if you will. And I know you will.] 1. Sweet Angela over at Becoming Me graciously featured me this week on her blog. So go check it out and read some facts about me that you probably already know but you can pretend are
Oh y’all. Y’all. This book. I’m at a coffee shop [read: in public], so I really can’t get too emotional about it, but trust me. I want to. My friend Mary DeMuth wrote Daisy Chain. I heard mention of it long before I read it myself. Shame on me. Here’s the official description of the
Here’s another installment of YouBlog– where I introduce you to one of your fellow blogmies. Remember the goal is to get to know each other! Many of you readers/commenters were born to be friends- I just know it. And I’m out to prove it! Here is my sweet friend Allison. She’s a Nash-girl, much like
That’s what I feel like I am in currently. A blur. I love vacationing. I don’t love when I fill my post-vacation with hours upon hours of catch-up work. So it’s 9:04am and I’m already on my second chai, I’ve written a few hundred words, and I’ve sat in my pastor’s office and cried my
I have a very addictive personality. Not meaning that I’m addicted to bad things. [Except ice cream.] Nor am I saying that you should be addicted to my personality. I mean that when I find something I like, I’m addicted. I’m hooked. I. Can’t. Quit. It. So I thought that for your Labor Day weekend,
Here’s another installment of YouBlog– where I introduce you to one of your fellow blogmies. Remember the goal is to get to know each other! Many of you readers/commenters were born to be friends- I just know it. And I’m out to prove it! This is gonna be fun. Lara’s blog is super cute and
That title doesn’t work. Cause it sounds like a) I’m saying YOU are muffin-shaped and I would never accuse you of such a thing or b) I’m saying that I’M muffin-shaped and I would never admit that on the blog. [So. With that being said, we press on.] What it means is that I did
