I don’t typically get into politics or things that can bring a person down. It’s not my thing. My things are bringing you good recipes, heartfelt stories, the love of Jesus, funny family shares, holiday greetings, and giving people a reason to smile. I love to share joy because this world we live in can
Where were you when the world stopped turnin’ That September day? Were you in the yard with your wife and children Or workin’ on some stage in L.A.? Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke Risin’ against that blue sky? Did you shout out in anger, in fear for
Well, hey there, September. You came in from nowhere. How is this even possible? I feel like I write each week, and each month seems to fly by faster and faster and faster. I can say, though, that I am absolutely loving these temperature changes. It’s fantastic. I’m not only ready for cooler temperatures, but
Well, here we are. Another school year has officially started, and summer is pretty much gone. No more weekday swim days. No more staying in jammies until lunch time. No more picnics at lunchtime or ice cream on a random afternoon. No more cuddles on the couch with my Kenzy Mae Mae, watching a random
Folks, this is what my first week in my 40s looked like. No joke. I wasn’t 40 for even 24 hours and I was cripple! First off, I NEVER EVER thought I’d be on a scooter rippin’ around Wegmans. Like ever. But when you literally can’t walk, you have no choice. You pimp that sucker
“Forty and fabulous! With a sprinkle of sass and a dash of class.” I found this quote funny, but not quite accurate. Forty. Welp, unfortunately, guys, this is true. It was another big week in our house last week. I rolled into my forties. Friends and family kept asking how I felt about turning forty.
