The pictures confirmed the image I was forming of just how much smaller and more compact my life was going to be living in Hong Kong. They showed a tiny furnished bedroom, and a living room you could juuuust about... Continue Reading →
It's Brazilian Independence Day tomorrow....which is also USA Labor Day. Which is nice because that means roughly 75% of the people I know in the world will have the day off of work. We wanted to bbq but the weather... Continue Reading →
Holidays are funny. Growing up, you can never imagine doing them any way other than what your family does. To me, Easter means waking up, baskets, finding eggs, a special breakfast with specific biscuits (Grands Flaky!), bacon, mimosas when you... Continue Reading →
Nothing is quite so beautiful and terrible all at the same time as an all-school Christmas musical. Our first rehearsal was Wednesday, and I was shaking with silent belly laughs, tears streaming down my cheeks from watching the little kids perform.
"Run. You can't cry if you're running. Endorphin-chemical-things make you feel good, no matter how slowly you go, even if you hate to run. That will block the tear channels. And you already cried at church this morning, so you're... Continue Reading →
My boyfriend went to Canada a few weeks ago, and told me over the phone he had bought me a present that he couldn't wait to give to me upon his return. I have visions of cute little maple-leaf things,... Continue Reading →
You know when you're a runner, and you have a running plan, but sometimes you just feel like running, forget the training? Me neither. Running is terrible. I've really tried hard to love it. I can like it, well enough.... Continue Reading →
10. Tree! Lights! When my brother Jackson was younger, he said things in an adorable childlike way without "r"s and always had his thumb in his mouth, so everything came out warbled. I'll never forget a Christmas with him smooshed... Continue Reading →
Back from a Christmas mission trip to Ensenada, Mexico. Since Friday afternoon... I have been in a car for about 50 hours, which makes my already flat white girl butt even flatter and somewhat tingly with being asleep. I have... Continue Reading →
If on Sunday I find myself full of hope, high on Jesus, fridge stocked with healthy ambitions, heart full of good intentions, and believing the best in all people, there is always Monday to crush my spirit in case I'm... Continue Reading →
Dear 8 pound, 6 ounce newborn infant Jesus, don’t even know a word yet, just a little infant and so cuddly, but still omnipotent...lying there in your...your little ghost manger, lookin' at your Baby Einstein developmental videos, learnin' 'bout shapes and... Continue Reading →
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