“My dad’s not gay! You’re a liar!” I had never spoken to anybody with such violence, but I did so now to Jenny, a childhood friend. We were settled in her bedroom, and the emptiness of the newly painted room echoed the grief that rang out in my voice. The walls seemed to be closing... Continue Reading →
Hi everyone! This is a quick note to make you aware of some additions and updates to my blog. I have received a lot of new followers in the last few months thanks to Freshly Pressed, so I want to highlight a few of my favorite posts and make you aware of some new features.... Continue Reading →
Some of you may remember me mentioning that my daughter wanted a hamster. She has been saving her money and working hard to earn it for the past three months. She held a cupcake and lemonade sale, she cleaned bathrooms, she dusted blinds, and helped regularly with dishes and cleaning up toys. She earned $80,... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago we noticed a robin in its nest outside our family room window. As we sat on the couch to read or watch television, the robin would sit in its nest. During my husband’s Saturday yard routine, he sneaked a peek into the nest and saw four bright blue eggs. We hoped... Continue Reading →
So, in the five months I’ve been blogging, I haven’t become a world-renowned, gloriously successful book blogger. I don’t have six billion followers, and I don’t have companies begging me for ad space. (I can’t even get Google Adsense to approve my application. Help? Anybody?) But, I did get Freshly Pressed with this post, which... Continue Reading →
I’m not an interior designer or a photographer, but here are some photos of how I decorate with books at my house. Books best represent my personality, so I’ve come to collect them and showcase them in my home. There was a time when they were all in boxes in our unfinished basement, but now... Continue Reading →
I was afraid to become an English major. They all seemed so . . . smart. Arrogant. Self-assured. These were traits I did not possess, aside from smartness, but they seemed smarter. They had probably scored at least two points higher on the ACT than I had, and the ones I knew used big words,... Continue Reading →
