The Problem With Holey Underwear

The Problem With Holey Underwear

Holey underwear. We all have them and we probably all wear them. Growing up, I remember my mom destroyed anyone’s holey underwear if she saw them in a laundry pile. It’s like she had a personal vendetta with holey underwear and she squealed with glee as she commenced...
Recovering From A Dumb Decision

Recovering From A Dumb Decision

​​ I just couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed the scissors and started getting ready to cut my bangs. I watched a video tutorial on how to twist them and cut them straight across. It looked good on the video and the girls didn’t look like morons so I decided to try...
How to Stop Hating Wednesdays

How to Stop Hating Wednesdays

​​​ There’s this kid I kinda know that works at a local organic restaurant that I frequent. I don’t know his name but I know his face because he always smiles. I roll thru the drive thru every week, ordering the same thing pretty much every time. He is always up-beat,...
It’s Complicated

It’s Complicated

Let me tell you something about life that you may not know: It’s complicated! It’s a lot like when I ordered a special chair for my desk at work. I needed something that provided excellent lumbar support because I am challenged with herniated discs. I found one online...
What My Dentist Taught Me

What My Dentist Taught Me

​​ I hate going to the dentist. Actually hate isn’t a strong enough word; it’s more like I find the dentist office experience equates nicely to a trip to hell for me. I get really nervous, my palms get sweaty and l uncontrollably Iaugh at jokes that aren’t funny when...
The Gift of Weakness

The Gift of Weakness

When I think of gifts, visions of beautifully wrapped gift boxes in shiny red paper and sparkly bows usually fill my mind. Especially now in this Christmas season, gifts are everywhere. I envision myself opening the box and finding little goodies tucked neatly away in...
Soul Rest

Soul Rest

This is going to be amazing, I thought as I grabbed my mug of hot chocolate and headed down the forever long staircase at my work. I had been craving the yummy treat all day and couldn’t wait to pour it down my throat when my thoughts were interrupted by my feet...
Why We Can’t Bury Our Heads in the Sand Anymore

Why We Can’t Bury Our Heads in the Sand Anymore

I hate conflict. I usually find myself slipping out the back door when I see a conflict erupting around me. It makes me about as comfortable as a cat trapped in a roomful of squeaky rocking chairs. I feel anxious, my palms get sweaty and I look for an exit. That’s the...
A Nice Christian Girl

A Nice Christian Girl

I peered into the darkness. Straining to see something, anything that would constitute a snake or bear or lion, tiger etc. I mean I know that this is East Texas but one can never be too far removed from the possibility that a lion or tiger might be nearby. Yes I know...