Here we are, mid-January already. After the holidays, life slows down a bit, and you get to breathe. Well, at least for a week or so. You know what mid-January is for us? Birthday bliss! My stepdad, Mark Metzger’s birthday is first, then my gram, Lois Liddick, then my daughter, Kenzy, and finally my husband
In the winter months, we love some Sunday breakfast. It’s something we started two years ago and never stopped. We would go to church on Sundays, then come home and figure out what to have for lunch. It was usually grilled cheese and tomato soup, tacos, pizza, or something on the grill during the summer
Here we are — another year has gone by. I swear this year went quicker than the last. They say the older we get, the faster time goes, and I believe it. I’m not even that darn old and already ask, “where does the time go!?” I just pray that this year, 2022, will be
As I sit here, the week before Christmas, there are nine days until the big day. Yesterday, when I woke up, and my phone said December 15th, I had to do a double-take. For a few seconds, I really thought my phone was wrong. I thought, “There is no way it’s the fifteenth of December
I have to say that Christmas lights are just one of those things that make me genuinely happy. I can’t help but pass a house full of Christmas lights and smile. I know I told you all the first Christmas that I started writing that when I was four years old, we moved to Roosevelt
“Christmas Memories, Of Happy Years Gone ByThey Come Back to me, and Keep me Warm InsideStill Those Memories, Make me Cry” It’s Christmas in the late ‘80s. I’m four years old, with a brand-new baby brother this Christmas. I really wanted a sister, like so bad, but the moment I laid eyes on him on
