Category Archives: Inner Circle

I’ve watched a ton of football games over the years, but for the first time, I witnessed one of my own children actually carry the ball for a touchdown. I just gotta say, “Holy cow—what a nerve wracking five-seconds that … Continue reading →

I spend a lot of time driving my involved kids from one destination to another. I love music, so the radio is always playing in the background no matter what vehicle I’m in. This week, one of the radio personalities … Continue reading →

As a general rule, I’m not the funniest person in my house. The awesome one-liners that have everyone doubled over in laughter around here often belong to my oldest son and husband, but that in-the-moment quick wit is a talent … Continue reading →

The importance of order of operations hit home this week for my husband and I. We have begun the long process of finishing our unfinished basement. I’ve seen my father do it to the homes I grew up in, my … Continue reading →

I know I’ve talked about a few of my quirks, but hey, I have no shame, so here’s another one since it decided to smack into my windshield this past week. I’m superstitious, and not just kind-a-sort-of, I’m the person … Continue reading →

When we purchased our home almost one year ago, one of the things I wanted most was a cement porch right off the back of the house. Maybe I should have asked the builder to do it, but I hate … Continue reading →

I’ve had some pretty crazy epiphanies over the years. They happen in all aspects of my life, from parenting to work, but whenever they happen, I’ve learned to follow. There’s something about those gut instincts that never seem to lead … Continue reading →

Life seldom goes as planned. I could stop right there for today, that is wisdom enough, but as you’re probably expecting more I’ll add another insight to this truth.  I’ve had enough of life’s “curve balls” thrown at me to … Continue reading →

This week my daughter broke her leg, and we’re not talking a hairline fracture. She snapped both the tibia and fibula in two near her ankle. Yep, it was an evening of ice-skating that went oh so wrong. I wasn’t … Continue reading →