haute couture…
In order to be irreplaceable, one must be different--Coco Chanel It called to me from the coffe table like a Siren at sea. It was if I heard intoxicating songs about French fashion with a Parisian accent as I lifted up the most recent edition of the holy grain of...getting down and dirty…
Mud? Yes. Brown murky pits of ooze? You betcha’. Dirt, dust, and 6.3 miles? Oh yeah! When my high school friend Brandon called me last week, he left a message that piqued my interest. Hey B! I don’t know if you’re still the girl from high school...
seed…
My mother has been a center piece for this blog for some time now. I guess I’m realizing how integrated she has become in my life and the forming of my philosophy after 29 years of being pulled from her womb. The lazzire-faire, bohemian hippy spawned a type-A,...manicotti…
I needed some comfort food yesterday because I was extremely nervous about the series. Thankfully, my womb-mate had left over manicotti that we warmed up and ate heartily! In light of the wonderful time meeting and ministering to over 400 women, I’ve attached a...
I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
