Thank you so much for your faithful prayers for Logan. My sweet nephew went home from the hospital Saturday afternoon. He’s still got swelling in his brain, and he will be on anti-seizure medication until the swelling recedes, but for now, he’s doing much better.
Today, I wanted to share a little bit of our recent trip to Cato (the little community that Dennis grew up in). If you’ve been hanging around the blog for long, you know that we celebrate the Fourth of July in right fashion, with a fish fry and turtle race at the church. It’s always a fun night, filled with good food and good fun.
This year was no exception.
In years past, the men in our family have gone to great lengths (dragging the pond, etc.) to secure turtles for our entries in the race. This year, turtle acquisition was much easier, as Pop had set up a trap in the pond several months prior.
A couple of days before the race, they checked the trap and were surprised to find five turtles in there. Who knows how long they’d been there. Not us. At any rate, we had several turtles to race (and share).
As usual, Lauren named all of our turles, but for the life of me, I can’t remember any of them except Sweet T(ea). Both Lauren and Micah had a turtle that placed, but Logan’s didn’t do so well, so he demanded a rematch when we got home from the church.
Much fun was had by all. Hope you enjoy this video of the rematch. As you can tell, Logan’s turtle performed well :)
Until next time, grace and peace.
Well hello, sweet friends. Have you forgotten what it feels like to see a new blog post from me? Several weeks ago, I decided to momentarily close the etsy shop and take a little break. I never intended to take such a break from the blog as well, but life spun out of control for a little while, and I simply had to tend to the chaos that had become our daily lives. It had gotten to be too much for me to handle.
I’m still trying to find the perfect balance between work and life. I’m not there yet, but I’m working on it.
I’ve finished all of my major writing projects and I’ve gone to youth camp. I’ve washed about 511 loads of laundry and changed as many diapers. I’ve gone running and rocked with Micah and read countless books. I feel like life is finally back under control (for the moment, anyway), and I’m ready to slowly add a few things back.
I quietly reopened the etsy shop at the end of last week, and a couple of orders have already rolled in. I’ve also got a smaller writing assignment to complete in the next couple of days. Life right now is good.
I know that there is much to share with you, and I’ve been promising you updates and backstories for a while now. I’m planning on handling some of that over the next few weeks. I promise I won’t be gone for nearly as long next time. You’ll be hearing from me soon!
Until next time, grace and peace.
Have you missed me? Last week I told you that life had been wild lately, and I wasn’t kidding. Thankfully, things have slowed down a bit since I closed the etsy shop and the submission deadlines for the latest Minted challenges have passed.
There is much to fill you in on. For now, how about some snapshots from our crazy life? I’ll fill in the blanks later.
Micah loves playing outside, and since the days have warmed up, we play outside often.
A couple of months ago, we took a trip to the Memphis Zoo with our Sunday school class – I love this shot of Dennis and Micah looking at the big cats.
This is seriously the first picture I’ve taken with my sister in years. Don’t know how that happened, but I’m glad we’ve got a new one.
We went to Starkville for several baseball games. Micah knows what a cowbell is, and she knows how to use it :)
Summer days in Mississippi are hot, hence Micah’s newfound love for the water hose.
More to come later.
Until next time, grace and peace.
The other day, Micah and I set out to the park for a picnic and playtime with a couple of our best buddies. We had a wonderful time, but on the way home, I kept having flashbacks to another picnic with another bestie. And I thought I’d share my memories with you. Before you continue reading, you should know that this story has absolutely nothing to do with anything. It is completely random.
Let’s start with an introduction. This is my me with my fabulous friend Haley, circa 2004. This picture is from our senior year at Mississippi State, and no, I didn’t regularly wear pigtails. We were at the BSU Barn Party, a phenomenon which merits its own post.
We were roommates for two years at State, and we shared lots of common loves, including a love for pretty paper and entertaining. You can shop Haley’s stationery line in her etsy shop, and you can enlist her party planning expertise via localMINT events if you live in or around Nashville. She’s a great friend to have. I bet you wish she was your friend, too.
Haley and I were communication majors at State together, which meant that we took a little class called Small Group Communication from the one and only Hank Flick. Hank is a, how shall I say it, different kind of professor. His personality, and assignments, are notorious at Mississippi State. Particularly an assignment for his Small Group students.
Every semester, Hank required his students to intentionally violate the norms of society and then write a paper describing what you did that was so out of the ordinary and how people reacted. When it came time for Haley’s norm violation project, she decided on a picnic. In the middle of the Drill Field {basically the middle of campus}. With stuffed animals.
Haley was not interested in performing the norm violation alone, so she somehow enlisted coerced me to join her and her stuffed animals for a tea party in the middle of campus.
It was hot.
We were embarrassed.
And NO ONE paid us any attention.
The norm violation flopped because so many people were used to communication majors doing crazy things for Hank’s class. Essentially, we violated the norms so much that it became normal to see communication majors doing weird things.
And that’s the end of the story. Haley has pictures. She refuses to share them with me.
Sometime I’ll tell you about MY norm violation project. It involved a bridesmaid’s dress, tennis shoes, and the Sanderson Center.
Until next time, grace and peace.
OK, y’all. I’m a little embarrassed about this, but I desperately need your help. I launched an author facebook page, and no one likes me. See? Here’s proof:
You see that big fat zero over there on the left? I’d like for it to be an actual number. Any number, really, besides zero. I’ll even take a one!
So here’s where you come in. If you enjoy reading snippets and you’d like to stay informed about my writing and ministry, then click on over to my facebook fan page and “like” me. That’s not asking too much is it?
Show me some facebook love. Please. I’m begging here :)
Until next time, grace and peace.
