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My friend Suzanne sent me a link. Actually she sent it for me to share with J-Dub. I shared it, and then I read it myself. I loved it. I cried. But I’m a bit emotional these days with my little girl on the way. I couldn’t help but think of her and her daddy. … Read more
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Well today is Sunday, and those who may have been looking for it, might have missed my “in memory of my dad story” yesterday. I’ve been a little busy, which is no excuse. I’ve been: sleeping (today anyway) trying to revive a dead front yard from a serious drought cleaning out a junk room of… Read more
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This past Friday, some friends and loved ones joined us for a gender reveal party. Some wore pink, thinking it would be a girl. Some wore blue, thinking it would be a boy. Some wore black, thinking it would be…….uh, nevermind, I guess they hadn’t had time to do their laundry. J-Dub and I were both… Read more
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I’m on top of the world. I’m just on top of this beautiful, dadgum world. It’s as if scales have fallen from my eyes and I see things in a new light. In case you haven’t been following my life, first off, I’m pregnant. With my first child. At age 36. With this came a… Read more
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There comes a time in a blogger’s life, when she must decide if something is too personal to share. It’s easy to share chicken stories and recipes, possum deaths, and classroom funnies, but not so easy to tell others when you’re falling apart. Not for me anyway. There is an occurrence in my life and something… Read more
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Today, J-Dub and I celebrate 7 years of wedded bliss. He claims it’s only feels like 30 minutes. Underwater. He also informed me a few moments ago that my corn-on-the-cob is always kinda tough. Evidently I cook it wrong. According to Google, you should boil the water first, then add the corn, return to a boil,… Read more
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This morning I praised God. This evening I questioned Him. This morning I sat with the sunrise and read His Word. This evening I sat on a stump and cried real tears. This morning I sang, “Standing on the Promises.” This evening I sang, “Nobody Knows the Troubles I’ve Seen.” Join with me :Nobody Knows the Troubles… Read more
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This morning I had a fit. A wall-eyed, screaming MiMi, all-out tizzy fit. The ugliest kind you can imagine. Raised voice. Words that need to be beeped out. Irrational behavior. I might’ve even stomped my foot. Actually I’m pretty sure I stomped my foot. More than once. I don’t even know what triggered it. I have surmised either… Read more
Angel Wheeler 