I spent several summers at camp - church camp, some, but mostly day camps. I won sportsmanship awards at every camp. It was because I didn’t want to play sports, so I let everyone else take my turns. #confessions
Category: humor
Popsicles, Sick Days, Cherokee Marriage Customs and the Novel Coronavirus
Day 10 Day 11 of COVID-19 infection is just as bad as day 5 when your immune system is already compromised, in case you were wondering. I worked some in the past few days since I work from home and - to be fair - I didn't know it was COVID for the first five… Continue reading Popsicles, Sick Days, Cherokee Marriage Customs and the Novel Coronavirus
#Goals (#vacation? I still can’t decide.), the next part
Or, weird things that happen when I travel. Okay, if you haven't seen the last post, go read it. Trust me. It's fine. I'll wait... Great! Now that you've read it, you have the back-story that you probably didn't actually need in order to appreciate (read) this one. It was worth the wait. I'm so… Continue reading #Goals (#vacation? I still can’t decide.), the next part
The Best of Both Diets – a New Year’s Post
It is New Year's Eve, 2018. If the idiots people down the road would stop setting off fireworks 48 minutes before midnight, I would be asleep right now. Hey, it's been a new year in several other countries for well over 24 hours, already, so I don't need any judgment. *Thanks.* I'm ringing in 2019… Continue reading The Best of Both Diets – a New Year’s Post
On Horses, Hijinks, and What Happens When I Go Home
So, I was super busy with life and parenting and life and stuff over the weekend, but in case you missed it, here's what happened: Saturday: the Kentucky Derby Sunday: Mother's Day Here’s the thing: the Kentucky Derby is one of my favorite days/things (ever) that we do in my home state. We grow up… Continue reading On Horses, Hijinks, and What Happens When I Go Home
All of My Selves Are Crazy and We’re Cool With That
Since learning to adult over the past couple of decades, it has come to my attention how often absolutely stupid thoughts wander from around the bend of the ol' cerebrum, spin around a few times in the frontal lobe, and then meander on through the cracks in the brain-to-mouth filter to vocally exit the building… Continue reading All of My Selves Are Crazy and We’re Cool With That
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