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downhill: a commentary on this thing called aging.
My daughter texted me, asking if my upcoming birthday next month was the one where I would turn fifty. F I F T Y. My daughter thinks I am turning F I F T Y years old. FIVE. ZERO. I need a bigger font. Simple pseudo shouting will not cut it. I’m not turning fifty. Not next month. Not next…
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A Heart’s Home: Lost Valley Ranch
Of course it’s not fair. And as a new friend at the ranch last week told me, “My mom always said – Fair is a place where pigs get ribbons.” Her mom is right. I recognize that it is privilege and good fortune (and the divine plan of God) that has landed me and five kids at a four diamond…
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leaving colorado.
Leaving an Eden is always terrible. Leaving an Eden via a cramped car with five over tired and sad kids AND spending about one bazillion hours in Kansas and staying at subpar hotels across the middle states of the U.S. is the actual worst. I’d say I’m not complaining. But I am definitely complaining. I’m sitting in some hotel room…
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is this summer?
It’s hard to know exactly what season we’re in right now. It kind of feels like summer – because we wrapped up school and we’re staying up late and we’re sleeping in. But also, the last two months we were kind of doing that anyway, just while simultaneously sort of finishing school. And the weather hasn’t felt really summer-ish, although,…
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Songs for Singin’: A Long Winded Okee Dokee Brothers Review & Tribute
Turns out, when I search my own past blog posts for the Okee Dokee Brothers, that these fellas we don’t actually know are woven quite heavily in and out of the fabric of our lives over the past several years. Pretty certain it was my friend Jo who first told us about two guys who sang fun songs and had…
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five finds friday (otto’s birthday, boots I can’t wear & chili)
Today my youngest son turns ELEVEN. I’m almost entirely out of the “kids eat free” stage of parenting. In fact, I’d say I’m pretty heavily into the “kids eat expensively” stage of parenting. (Maybe that’s EVERY stage of parenting.) Anyway, he’s an easy fella to celebrate and I’m looking forward to celebrating his Harry Potter birthday. (That’s what the kids…
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back to the grind . . .
Although I never stopped working during the two months of stay at home orders, work sure looked different. Life sure looked different. And it’s not as if it’s back to normal at all yet, that’s certainly true. But this week, where I live, restaurants are opening and businesses are turning their closed signs to open and I am getting texts…
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Bear Grylls Survival Camp: A Timberdoodle Review
This is a sponsored post. I received this item from Timberdoodle in exchange for an honest review. These thoughts and words and opinions are, as always on this page and in real and regular life, all completely and totally my own. _________________________________ Since they watched the first show with this guy, they’ve been hooked. My boys love Bear Grylls. They’ve…
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Five Finds Friday (a new look, a story that stands the test of time, a t-shirt London designed)
It looks a little different around here – right? It might take a little getting used to but hopefully we’ll all be able to navigate it just fine. Actually, the real hope is that it will be better. Only time will tell. But I’m kind of proud of myself. Because I am NOT a technologically savvy person even though I…
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When Buying Local Is So Cute
Hi. My name is Lacey and I love earrings. This isn’t new information. I just love cute earrings. And lately, I love cute leather earrings – the bigger, the better. I also love supporting local businesses owned by friends, mothers, fathers. Businesses where the art happens at the kitchen table or in an office turned sewing room. You name it.…
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story: listen for it
We’re all telling the same story – aren’t we? Isn’t it the only one that matters? The story of ourselves, sure. The particulars might belong to us. The shading and the scent, the hue and the timing. But it’s never been just our story. It is all of history’s story – all of humanity. The ones before. The ones right…
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five finds friday (fried dough, there is no fashion to be found, the woods are still magical)
But for real – is it actually Friday again? What did I even do this week? I can’t answer that. Although, obviously, I’m the only one who actually CAN answer that. Except I can’t. Not because I’m all about the secrets. It’s just because I don’t even know what I did this week. I don’t even know how Friday came…
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five finds friday (there’s beautiful bags and blast from the past soda and kind students)
Hello Friday, my old friend. I don’t want to talk about any words that start with Q or C. There were some gloriously pleasant spring days this week. I’m grateful we’re not jumping directly into scorching days. I think South Carolina often does that so I am thankful that there’s been a tiny delay in that this April. funny This…
