Posts Tagged: Musings

On Reverence

I was grumpy this morning, like most. But while I pouted and hurried and tried to do all the things, Andrew stood in the middle of the kitchen floor, giggling about his jeans shrinking, pointed to his backside and declared

On Reverence

I was grumpy this morning, like most. But while I pouted and hurried and tried to do all the things, Andrew stood in the middle of the kitchen floor, giggling about his jeans shrinking, pointed to his backside and declared

Passed Out and Carrot Pumpkin Soup

My husband got sick last week and passed out in the bathtub. It wasn’t normal passing out though, he started to convulse like he was having a seizure and for two handfuls of seconds I thought maybe he was dying.

Passed Out and Carrot Pumpkin Soup

My husband got sick last week and passed out in the bathtub. It wasn’t normal passing out though, he started to convulse like he was having a seizure and for two handfuls of seconds I thought maybe he was dying.

Travel Notes

It’s been a rich, long and densely packed October trapezing around the South. People keep saying to me, “I know you’re busy, but…” and it makes me wonder if I’m giving off the wrong vibe–the one that says I don’t

Travel Notes

It’s been a rich, long and densely packed October trapezing around the South. People keep saying to me, “I know you’re busy, but…” and it makes me wonder if I’m giving off the wrong vibe–the one that says I don’t

Pensive Friday

I was riding to work this morning when I came to a stop sign. A hot pink VW bug stopped at the same time at a stop sign across and slightly diagonal from the one in front of me. I

Pensive Friday

I was riding to work this morning when I came to a stop sign. A hot pink VW bug stopped at the same time at a stop sign across and slightly diagonal from the one in front of me. I

More from the Journal

I’m marrying off my best friend this Saturday at 10:00 am. We are all full of love and anticipation. The preparations have left me little time to write, but standing on my soap box for vulnerability, I share yesterday’s journal

More from the Journal

I’m marrying off my best friend this Saturday at 10:00 am. We are all full of love and anticipation. The preparations have left me little time to write, but standing on my soap box for vulnerability, I share yesterday’s journal

Big Dreams and a Mushroom + Kale Frittata

There have been some changes around here. For starters, I finally bought the domain name. This makes me feel as if my project and purpose here are somehow more defined, and therefore, significant. I’ve spent many long minutes sitting with

Big Dreams and a Mushroom + Kale Frittata

There have been some changes around here. For starters, I finally bought the domain name. This makes me feel as if my project and purpose here are somehow more defined, and therefore, significant. I’ve spent many long minutes sitting with

A Happy Anniversary

Over the weekend Andrew and I celebrated the first anniversary of our marriage at a lovely little Bed & Breakfast in Hickory, NC. It gave us a cozy room and quiet Saturday to reflect back on where the year has

A Happy Anniversary

Over the weekend Andrew and I celebrated the first anniversary of our marriage at a lovely little Bed & Breakfast in Hickory, NC. It gave us a cozy room and quiet Saturday to reflect back on where the year has

A Brief Catalog of Our AWOL Hearts

I think we get easily caught up in our perspectives of what ought to or should change in the world. When we consider how time and trends and consumerism have impacted culture, we each propose our own opinions about the

A Brief Catalog of Our AWOL Hearts

I think we get easily caught up in our perspectives of what ought to or should change in the world. When we consider how time and trends and consumerism have impacted culture, we each propose our own opinions about the

Humbling Beginnings and Blog Awards

Starting a blog has challenged me in numerous ways. It’s been humbling, mostly. Many times, I’ve made that final correction in editing a post and thought to myself, “Oh yes, this is the one!” This is the fabulous post that

Humbling Beginnings and Blog Awards

Starting a blog has challenged me in numerous ways. It’s been humbling, mostly. Many times, I’ve made that final correction in editing a post and thought to myself, “Oh yes, this is the one!” This is the fabulous post that

The One About Having Children…

The other morning I was holding my cat like a baby while I cooked eggs. He is the softest, warmest bundle of love. I call him many names, usually Ernest, because that is his name. But I also call him

The One About Having Children…

The other morning I was holding my cat like a baby while I cooked eggs. He is the softest, warmest bundle of love. I call him many names, usually Ernest, because that is his name. But I also call him

A Counter-Commentary on the College Experience

The students are back from holiday. Sidewalks teem and there is traffic at the stoplight again. Working on the campus where I went to college can sometimes produce the illusion I am still in college. But driving by the apartments

A Counter-Commentary on the College Experience

The students are back from holiday. Sidewalks teem and there is traffic at the stoplight again. Working on the campus where I went to college can sometimes produce the illusion I am still in college. But driving by the apartments

A Prayer Against Darkness

I am laying in a bed in the guest bedroom. My husband is out of town for a bachelor party. I’m staying with a friend. The sheets smell like lavender and I’ve pulled an extra quilt over the bed to

A Prayer Against Darkness

I am laying in a bed in the guest bedroom. My husband is out of town for a bachelor party. I’m staying with a friend. The sheets smell like lavender and I’ve pulled an extra quilt over the bed to

Community Dance Party

Saturday night we went to the most marvelous Christmas party hosted by a couple in our church who recently purchased an old farm house. A grand, blush-colored home with a rollicking front porch and the most impressive wood floors, laid

Community Dance Party

Saturday night we went to the most marvelous Christmas party hosted by a couple in our church who recently purchased an old farm house. A grand, blush-colored home with a rollicking front porch and the most impressive wood floors, laid

The One About Bustin’ Up Insecurity

Very often, I don’t post because I feel like I don’t have a stance to take on anything. Or I don’t have any ground-breaking research to share. Or I haven’t been to Central Asia taking photographs of the natives. (See

The One About Bustin’ Up Insecurity

Very often, I don’t post because I feel like I don’t have a stance to take on anything. Or I don’t have any ground-breaking research to share. Or I haven’t been to Central Asia taking photographs of the natives. (See