My tooth fell out this morning. Not kidding. I’m in my thirties, well past the time when such occurrences should be common place. I’ve had a tooth that has given me loads of trouble over the past year. After a filling, a crown and a root canal (and several thousand dollars), it still isn’t fixed.…
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Discipleship at Capacity
Excuse me. Pardon me. Can I just get by you? Sorry! Tight squeeze! I heard these phrases a lot last week at the Women’s Retreat. We were in a hotel suite, with oodles of tables, food, supplies and sixty of my closest friends. The hotel assured the planners of the retreat that the suite could…
Shivers and Snot
I’m sick. It’s gross… there’s just no way around that! I’m not sure what bothers me most: the inability to ever maintain the correct temperature to blanket ratio for more than a minute, the incredible amount of tissue boxes that I consume in my snot-filled state, the hazy, drooped eye lids which only give me…
Time Change Woes
I don’t want to do anything. I want to sit and relax and be selfish with my time. I don’t want to be an adult. I don’t want to pay bills or set alarms or go to meetings. I want to feel refreshed and ready for a new week. I want to re-create and not…
The Tragedy of First Position
I started ballet today… again. I took dance for years growing up, but haven’t donned my well-worn ballet slippers in over fifteen years. In my head, I look like a swan. But I’m pretty sure that in real like I resemble a hippo with an inner ear imbalance. It’s hard. My body has changed, my…
Attack of the Mutant Strawberry!
Last week I was attacked by a mutant strawberry at lunch. Here’s the evidence: I was sitting at lunch with several co-workers, minding my own business, trying to eat healthy, when I heard, “Oh my gosh! Look at that thing!!” It was Jenn. A kindred spirit at work. We have bonded over our ridiculous abilities…
Wild and Precious
This has probably been around for some time, but it is new to me. And it descended like a bomb! I’m at the age now where I thought I’d have my life together and know who I was and where I was heading. When I think of my fifteen year old self projecting into the…
My Main Squeeze
There’s a boy in my life. He’s super sweet, and way cute, and loves me lots… and he’s three years old. My friend’s son, Valor, is amazing. First of all, he’s a genius. He has a vocabulary that rivals kids triple his age. For instance, he can name and identify not just the typical fruits…
My Unassuming Holy of Holies
Today my coffee table made me cry. No, I didn’t stub my toe on it while walking past. And no insensitive message was carved into its surface. I cried because of what this table means to my soul. I sat staring in awe at our old, worn, chipping coffee table. Its underside has crayon scribbles…
Space Available…
Ah, Valentine’s Day, my old friend, you are here again. I don’t know why it bothers me, but it always does. This day reminds me that I am single. It doesn’t highlight the beautiful, free, unencumbered parts about singleness, instead it highlights the negatives. At least in my head it does. If you know me,…