Last week I found myself driving to collect twin seven-year-old boys. I was excited about to see them but also apprehensive. Because this family has done a number on my heart. Three years …
Last week I found myself driving to collect twin seven-year-old boys. I was excited about to see them but also apprehensive. Because this family has done a number on my heart. Three years …
Recently I butted heads with a dear friend. We are alike in our passion for serving Jesus but think and operate very differently. Usually we enjoy our different personalities. This was …
I am famous for picking the wrong lane at Target. If someone is couponing, price adjusting, exchanging, or just patently confused, I am guaranteed to wind up behind this person …
I don't post too many crafts or kid projects here on twentyshekels. By and large crafts just are not my jam. But I will say this: If you see me post …
Raising four kids, my husband and I often find ourselves in the position of more places to be than time and space allow. On one such morning I was scheduled …
A couple of weeks ago my friend Melissa asked to borrow a Crock-Pot for the church potluck. I was shocked that she didn't have one. I thought every mom had a …
It's getting harder to smile about my new kitchen lately. Why does it look like we are going backwards in the project, you ask? Let me explain. After a series of delays, …
I can't say I didn't see it coming. All the signs were there. The slow acceleration. The broken heater. The sliding that doors wouldn't open. In its heyday our minivan was …
Last year I wrote a blog post swearing off yoga pants as my New Year's resolution. It was bullish and speculative and based on a rash assumption that jeans are …
A couple of weeks ago I returned home from work to find my children happily playing with new toys at the counter. Confused, I asked my son where the little …

Here I am. Smack dab in the middle of life. Married to my best friend. Raising four amazing kids. Growing in faith. Passionate about building community and serving the vulnerable. Laughing, sassing, and writing as I go.