Newsflash: I did not miss a calling in construction

The year I graduated high school which, horrifically enough, was fourteen years ago in that magical year known as 2000, I went on my first church mission trip.  I actually only ever went on two mission trips.  This one, and the other one the following year.  Anyway,...

Going to the cemetery on Memorial Day

I’ve been uselessly standing around while The Hubs and his dad built a deck on their house this week (blog post forthcoming), but today was Memorial Day and, prior to eating our hot dogs and sugar cookies, we took a drive down to the National Cemetery of the...

A fond jaunt down memory lane finds me nineteen and naive

In June, The Hubs and I will be celebrating our eleventh wedding anniversary.  September marks thirteen years since we started dating.  This, of course, begs the question how I’m old enough to have been with the same guy for thirteen years.  Impossible, because...

Of accidental hair cuts and corn in my child’s nose

Sooooo, I’ve been working insanely hard at Day Job these past two weeks. Hard, as in, I left work yesterday thinking my brain hurt from the sheer mental exhaustion from concentrating all day. Which, as a side note, led me to believe that I’ve been coasting...

The time I almost was an almost Olympian

The Hubs and I have been anticipating the Olympic Games in Sochi since the Olympic Games in Vancouver ended.  We’re Olympics obsessed.  Last night when I was watching the men’s mogul competition, the commentator announced that it was sixteen years ago that...