Today is Kevin's birthday. Let's get that out of the way so we can talk about something far more important. (Kidding, of course. Hap...

Kevin and I had a date last night. We went to see a band. The last time we did that, it was 2008, we went to see Liam Finn, I posted about i...

"I believe that as people of God, we must answer evil. Sometimes that answer is prayer, sometimes that answer is force. Is killing ever...

It's Good Friday. We didn't go to church last night, and that always makes me feel off for starting Easter weekend. However, for the...

One morning last week, as Christopher was walking into preschool, he dropped some of his Easter eggs. I had his backpack in one hand and Col...

Oh, hello. Yes, this is still a blog. No, I haven't forgotten about it. Thanks for asking. Baby Colin started walking. He also dropped...

No need to wonder why my anxiety induced eczema is flaring like crazy lately. Just take a peek at my little daredevil. He'll be 14 mon...

I love pimento cheese. I hate pimentos. This has presented a problem for me most of my life. A problem, that is, until I came up with th...

Apparently, I have needed a hiatus. I didn't know I needed a hiatus, but it's been a little over two weeks since I wrote anything, a...

I'm just grumpy. No fun to be around. Grumpy. Stupid spring. Stupid trees budding and making my allergies try and kill me. Making me g...

I miss him. I didn't expect to miss him, but I do. There are things that I would have told him if he were still here. Things that aren...

We are home. My boys are sleeping in their own beds for the first time in two weeks. Two of the four of us have a stomach bug. The dogs are ...

Have you ever watched someone die? I don't mean necessarily the "last breath," but more the "last days." I thought...

I changed my mind. Probably not a surprise, but I packed up the boys on Sunday and headed to Tennessee. It wasn't my heart that change...

I thought I had outgrown the need to look under my bed and check the closet before getting into bed.  Apparently not. Kevin was working fr...

Dear 9th Floor, Later today, my daddy will be joining you. You don't know him, and unfortunately, you never will; he has been gone a l...

My sweet Little Bird. Today you are three. I can't believe what a little person you have become. The conversations we have, the stories ...

One day over Christmas break, Christopher woke up and declared that he wanted to wear "big boy pants." We had been talking the pot...

Dear Colin, Today you are one. You were born at 5:23 in the morning and by noon, we were headed home with you. It was altogether the harde...

Oh, Daddy. I have long said that your sweet tooth would be the death of you. Midnight powdered donuts. Pecan Sandies right before dinner. T...