One Sunday afternoon during college, a pile of us headed to Cracker Barrel after church.  There were so many of us, we couldn’t all sit at one table.  I sat at a table for four with my boyfriend, my roommate, and another friend.  The…

One Sunday afternoon during college, a pile of us headed to Cracker Barrel after church.  There were so many of us, we couldn’t all sit at one table.  I sat at a table for four with my boyfriend, my roommate, and another friend.  The…

Seventh grade.  Billy Montgomery. Skate Night.    Thursday morning, I poured each of these details into my English class journal.  My mom finally agreed to let me go to skate night.  Wednesday night was church night, but after much pleading, cajoling, begging, sweet-talking, and…

Gracias!  Or as we in the south would say, “Aw, shucks.  Thanks a heap!”  My sweet friend Peggy from Mazes, Messes, Miracles, and Amazing Grace gave me this award.  It is called the Arte y Pico award.  Here is the link from which it…

I’d like to talk about one of the biggest questions of motherhood.  With certainty, every boy will sometime come to his mother and utter these words.   “Mommy, when did God make the dinosaurs?”    And most mothers will trip over their tongues and…