A few weeks ago, I had a blog post just about finished when I realized something important. It stunk. Okay maybe that’s a bit harsh, but I really wasn’t feeling it. I tried to tie my thoughts together and make it work, but I was unsuccessful. It was too late to start from scratch for…
I can’t say it was “road rage” I was feeling… more like “street stunned!” I gripped the steering wheel and reassured my perplexed mini-van that everything would be ok. With a laundry list of things to do in a condensed period of time, following a car traveling 13 mph UNDER the speed limit certainly was…
It all started with two kids, a poorly thought out plan, a rope swing, and a dog. When I got the full story on why our dog, Yoda, was hobbling around on three legs, I was far from thrilled. In addition to my own snail-paced back recovery, this was the third injury in two weeks…
One mason jar. A small figurine. Glitter. Glycerin. Water. Glue. Pretty simple supply list for a snow globe craft I was planning for a small group of kids. What the directions did not mention was the full scale search of every craft store, toy store, dollar store, Walmart, and Target within a 15 mile radius…