Everyone loves newly born farm animals, am I right? If you don’t, maybe you should see a Dr. for that and he can write you a script for your black soul and cold heart. The rest of us will be here, fangirling over wobbly legged newborn lambs.
“Maybe you’re pregnant,” she said to to me. I said, “I hope not.” Then I remembered. I tried to backtrack, “I mean, It would be a total blessing if I were. I know Nathan is only a few months old, and I’m not sleeping, and I haven’t showered in three days, and I can’t
Have you ever felt like something wasn’t quite right in your life? Like something was missing, or incomplete? I was feeling that way, but I didn’t know what it was. I mean, life was good. A loving husband. A baby that lights up my life. A farm that was coming together. Even my
“This is gonna be MY year!” Have you ever rolled out of bed on January 1st, shook the confetti out of your hair and said that? Only to have second thoughts when the toast you burned for breakfast slid off your plate and fell jelly side down.
My calendar still says August. And I think that says a lot about who I am as a person. It might also explain why I finally thought I got my act together after almost 8 years of marriage and sent out our very first Christmas card this year and then promptly ran out of them. As I
Whenever I tell people we moved from apartment living in New Jersey to a 17 acre farmstead in rural Va, they all say something like, “Wow! Surely this must have been some life long dream of yours to live on a farm?” And I always feel kinda bad when I say, “No, actuall
It’s October. Tis the season of overrated pumpkin spice lattes and other foods pumpkin spice has no bid-ness of ever being in. Tis the season where I had every intention of decorating our front porch, but our free loading stray black cat will have to do. Tis the season (or month)