Our Great Debate Topics in Marriage (And Why They Don’t Matter)

Something I didn’t know about my husband before we got married is that he will not kill bugs; instead, he sets them free. I never imagined I would be living in some sort of wildlife preserve, but alas, Max just carefully removed a giant stink bug from my Kate Spade purse, opened our front door…

Embracing the Lame in 2018

Once in awhile, I lament the fact that my life is pretty, well, lame. The life I lead is wonderful, but it is predictable: full of early bedtimes, chain restaurants and mostly staying home on the weekends. Last night was New Year’s Eve, so this morning I woke up and was reminded of just how…

What I’m Tired of Hearing As a Newlywed

“How’s married life?” is a question that my husband and I are asked almost daily as we journey through our first few months of being newlyweds. (Tuesday was our 4 month anniversary, but who keeps track of that stuff?) Well meaning people want to know how things are going, but after months of hearing almost exactly…

The Old Has Gone

  On rare occasion I get into the type of mood that can only be described as the “Perfect Storm.” I am overly caffeinated and faced with a large chunk of time to myself (which is why this is so rare) , when suddenly it’s like all the clutter around me becomes unbearable. All at once,…

What God Does in the Discomfort

Patience and perseverance are not two of my strongest qualities. Unlike some of the Olympian greats, I prefer not to work hard, push through tough circumstances or wait extended periods of time to arrive at what I want. I prefer instant results with the least amount of work and discomfort possible. (Someone write this on an inspirational poster.) Max…

Talking School: 4 Reasons to do it less this year

I speak 3 languages. English, Spanish and School. I am a Trilingual educator. “Talking School” is a teacher phenomenon.  Teacher-ese if you will. Do not underestimate the tiny crevices into which  school talk can leak.   I have talked school floating in the pool. (I do not like it, Sam I am!) On a beach in…

One Year Later: When You Don’t Look Back Anymore

A year ago, I spent many of my lunch breaks in one of my closest friend’s classroom sobbing to her, wondering how I was going to make it through the day. I remember being crumpled on the floor of my little one bedroom apartment, begging God to let me have my way. To give me…

10 Things We Can All Agree On in a Time of So Much Arguing

Online arguments are the bane of all human existence. They are also like a train wreck; no matter how much you know you should look away, sometimes you just can’t stop reading long comment threads of people fighting and debating and laying their dignity on the line. To my knowledge, approximately zero people have changed…

How to Support Someone Who is Hurting

I can be a bit of a handful. I was talking to one of my guy friends from college on the phone a few weeks ago, catching up and swapping stories about life (he told me if he ever makes my blog, he wanted me to use the alternate name “Crosby*” for him. *name has been changed to…

Heart on My Name Tag

Some people wear their heart on their sleeve. I wear my heart in bold on a name tag. I am certain no one has ever looked at me and said, “I just wonder what she’s thinking.” They already know. Sometimes I forget the  proper social order of things and announce how I feel before even…