All I wanted to do was take a friend some dinner, and this is what happened: 1.  I was making lasagna and realized I didn't have any m...

If I posted all the started posts I write, there would be a lot more on here more often, but it would all be a lot more incomplete and unpol...

Every time someone starts asking me questions about homeschooling, there is one question that always - ALWAYS - comes up.  Something to the ...

After a wild and crazy day at the zoo (where there was an attempted attack on Erin and my nephew by a baby Siamese Crocodile and the tigers ...

I've written before about how much I enjoy cleaning my house. I look back at the days when it was just Jamie and I, and wonder how in t...

Wanted to share an update on my journal . I'm still journaling my random and sometimes more personal thoughts and love it when I do. It...

My mom has made a few comments about me not keeping up on this for a while. Sorry! I'm trying to be inspired, I promise. But I'm ...

One line from Sister Julie Beck's conference talk: "There is much distraction and not enough peace and joy." Every time I hea...

We had an INCREDIBLE general conference in April. I've told several people that I don't know why they even watched it, because I...

This is a song we've sang as a staff every year I've been to Wood Badge. I was going to share it with the staff I get to work with ...

Aimee Ray, author of " Doodle Stitching " (thanks again Cindi!) had a giveaway for a new book she's got a project in, and I w...

Blanche was climbing on her father's knee, begging for one of his Sunday stories. The narration, in his low tones, roused [Ethel] from h...