I took my pre-teen back-to-school shopping and lived to tell the tale. Okay, that's a bit dramatic. But, really. Maddox starts middle school next week, and unlike all the other kids moving up together from the public school system, she is coming from a private school which basically means she knows about three people including the school counselor who helped us with her schedule. So, you can imagine that sweet girl is a bundle of nerves. And she's projecting those feelings on anything that . . .
I've always believed in the mantra a girl has the right to change her mind. We aren't locked in to every choice we make (thank the Lord), and we get to shape our lives in the way that's best for the season we're in. If we can make our dreams, then we can remake them too, and that, girlfriend, gives me a lot of hope. This is especially true in our career fields. Certainly there are more opportunities than ever before for women to reimagine our work. No longer are we constricted to the 40-hour . . .
A million years ago, I had a little blog called Girl, Boy, Girl. By the way, never name a blog after something that could change (aka Winnie would have totally jacked things up if I had kept that thing). It was a little blogspot account that I started when I was pregnant with the twins. I'm pretty sure my readership was in the single digits everyday, but writing has always been cathartic for me and was especially so when Graham deployed for six months in 2013. Just before he came home, I wrote a . . .
You guys, I'm in awe. It's just minutes away from August and we're all still here. Surviving summer. Some of you, I dare say, are thriving. Not me, but that's okay. Cause school starts in just a short three weeks and I can do ANYTHING for 21 days. So until the school bell rings on August 22nd, I'll be taking in some of these Charlottesville events. Hope 10 Things to Do in August is helpful for your sanity, too! 1. I took my youngest to the Virginia Discovery Museum last spring while the . . .
My husband is out of the country for the next two weeks which means I am simplifying ALL areas of life. The kids are pitching in on everything from laundry to post-dinner cleanup, and I am rewarding them with ice cream mounded with whipped cream and sprinkles. Just call me Super Mom. One of the very easiest summer suppers I make for my family—whether Graham is home or not—is a charcuterie board full of whatever meats, cheeses, nuts, fruit, and veg we have at the time. We pull out the sauces . . .