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 …
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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 …
I wasn't going to write a Christmas letter this year. Mostly because my life is so daily that at times it feels like that movie Groundhog Day - except Dave …
Last year I had an unexpected reunion with one of my favorite childhood friends. Back in high school Heidi and I were an inseparable, fun-loving duo known as Beast n …
Early this week our family made the annual trek to secure our Christmas tree. The tree selection is actually not a critical piece of our Christmas celebration. Sometimes we pick …
This week I dropped my kids off at church for middle school small group - just like I do every other Wednesday night. The youth piled into cars and headed …
Thanks to the over-eager accolades of my friend, Kelsey, I can't get the thought of a soy latte from Starbucks off my mind. I've never had one, but last week …
It was stifling hot. Our team shuffled along a dusty Haitian road as we toured the neighborhood surrounding the school supported by Kozefo. The homes were a mix of makeshift …
My son has developed an unhealthy obsession. Every time we open a package in the kitchen the little imp sneaks up and snatches the box. Sometimes out of the trash. He …
Last year I had this brilliant idea to spiff up our barn and invite our church family over for a ... well ... we couldn't decide. Should we do a …
