For the last few weeks I’ve changed the channel rapidly whenever talk of the wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton came on the news, commercials, or shows that I watch regularly.  It seemed that from the very first moment I had had too much.  Yes, I’ve seen how similarly Kate and Diana dressed in…

So today a potential client sent me this email that went something like this: “We want to send someone your client kit, but we don’t want to send them a PDF. Can you send us a link to it online?” And I was all like, “DUDE. I don’t want that ONLINE.  No one wants to…

My dad has a tendency to be dramatic.  If I’m being honest, I’ve inherited that trait, and so in the heat of battle, we both jump to hyperbole and over the top analogies.  My extreme temperament was thankfully watered down by my mom’s DNA, my mom who is frighteningly calm in any and every situation….

Today I was going to write about first birthdays, summer camp, and soup. That’s what my editorial calendar says.  But then I sat down and found that I had nothing to say today about any of those topics. Maybe I should write about Disney?  I never have a hard time writing about Disney.  And yet?…

Right now I am on day two of antibiotics and starting to feel some relief from strep, otherwise known as the most-horrible-plague-like-illness-I-have-experienced-outside-of-pregnancy.  From now on when people say, “My child has strep,” I will shout out in horror and weep for them.  This strep business is no joke. As soon as I knew that was…

The plan for today was to buy some beautiful spring flowers, especially the bulbs that we discovered weren’t planted at our new house.  All March I waited, hoping to see little green leaves poking up through the soil, only to find that the previous owners had only planted a summer garden.  I’m anxious for daffodils,…

(photo: my mom on her family’s farm) I have always thought of myself as my father’s daughter. There was a picture hanging in my grandmother’s home of my dad his senior year of high school, his hair slicked back, his sly smile flashing even through the black and white and years that passed.  When I…

While preparing for the upcoming week, I accidentally took a trip down memory lane.  I don’t know how it happened, but one moment I was answering important emails, the next thinking that I should write a lovely post about how much I love my children this Valentine’s Day, and then suddenly I was in the…

My most distinct memories of church as a child include listening to the surprisingly gentle hellfire and brimstone sermons from my perch in the choir loft, attending church picnics filled with fabulous food and laughter, and watching the little old ladies file in and out of church.  Statistics, time, and the hard life in the…

‘Tis the gift to be simple, ’tis the gift to be free, ‘Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be, And when we find ourselves in the place just right, ‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight. – Joseph Brackett, Jr. A Living Font post on a Friday?  I know,…

Have you guessed it yet?  How about the gates of the… Wordless Wednesday Linky

You may have noticed that lately I have not been blogging quite as often as usual and wondered what on earth I might be doing.  For the past three months I have been consulting on a project called MomThink.org, and while I’m planning to start blogging more regularly again, I didn’t want to get back…

I used to watch Desperate Housewives religiously when it first came on the air in 2004.  I had been married for three years and was at home by myself nearly twelve hours a day in a town we had lived in for less than a year with a child who was only eight months old….

There are pens in the pews of my church, which is a mixed blessing.  On one hand, this allows me to take notes on the bulletin insert during the pastor’s sermon.  On the other hand…literally…it allows me to jot down notes about the week ahead.  Most involve words like contract, invoice, and email and should…

As I write this post that I know will appear on my blog that is filled with giveaways, quick parenting tips, Twitter Party announcements and Disney travel ideas, I know that some readers will be perplexed.  Why her?  Why here?  I also know that there’s a load of laundry in a wash basket outside my…

Apparently it’s that time again.  I floated into winter break with a song in my heart and a to-do list on my desk, only to face the day before the return to work and school the same way I have for as long as I can remember – with longing for ten more days to…

Every year when I place this beautiful, hand made angel at the top of our Christmas tree, I can’t help but laugh a little bit thinking about how she came into my life. One Christmas during my college years, my mother handed identical boxes to my now sister-in-law and to me.  This wasn’t surprising.  She…

My pastor has an incredible sense of humor.  There are times when the entire congregation is left in stitches because of his (often unintentional) jokes, but there are also those little moments where we just roll our eyes and smile as if to say, “Oh, that crazy Kevin.” The moment in the service that some…

I need a place where I can hide, Where no one sees my life inside, Where I can make my plans, and write them down So I can read them. – “The Girl I Mean to Be” from The Secret Garden During my junior year of college I studied in London for one semester.  While…

I once saw an episode of Oprah where women sat on the stage, tears streaming down their faces, talking about horrible experiences they had had during medical appointments.  One woman shared a shocking comment her OB/GYN made while examining her, another told a tale of being humiliated by a nurse.  All of them had one…