Yesterday, I turned 37. The Husband was out of town, and, knowing this, we had already planned to celebrate over the weekend. I was fine wit...

Hannah came running in, her cheeks flushed and her face set. She sighed, an exasperated release of air coming from her tiny chest. I waited...

I am not a glass half-full kind of girl. I would like to be, but it is just not in my nature. For example: A bad haircut can dissolve my s...

[Originally posted April 3, 2008. And still hugely embarrassing] Let's just say you are in your mudroom, putting in a new load of laun...

[Originally posted June 20, 2007] Start in Salt Lake City on the very day that Nixon proclaims to the world, "I am not a crook." ...

I'm taking a much-needed blog break. Life has not been on my side lately, and it's time to regroup and find my center. But I'm ...

Internets, we are full in the swing of the ONE TIME each year when I go off my rigid, healthy, vegetable-laden diet and indulge in sugar-fil...

In honor of the fact that today is Monday (and Mondays really are the black sheep of the Day family), I feel the need to share some of the d...

When I saw this post over at the Nester, I knew I had to have one of my very own. Only, I didn't want to pay big bucks for something I ...

[the shameful evidence of my addiction] I have always had a hard and fast rule in place for myself: If I drink 48 ounces of water before noo...

As I've mentioned countless times before, the Husband's job has [sadly] put him on a first-name basis with the security people at th...

Ladies, I have accidentally stumbled upon the greatest, most clever plan, ( though slightly bordering on evil genius ) but sure to change ma...

I am the kind of mom that says yes to yet another package of silly bands. But says no when they want to play in the muddy rain puddles. I a...

Dear Chase, Please forgive me for the fact that this letter is two weeks late. What can I say? Life has not been on our side lately and it...

Wow. You internets know me better than I thought you did. I am highly impressed. The lie amongst the truths? I did exercise (though only o...

The last few weeks sort of kicked my trash. I've spent more time in tears in the last two weeks than I have in the last two years. But ...

So there was a little post up yesterday, and after receiving more hate mail in five minutes than I have in my entire life, I decided to take...

Last night, I had a friend coming over to get some updated corporate head shots. With the backdrop and lights set up, I snagged the first k...

Last week, McKay got his braces on. In case you lost count, that makes TWO children in orthodontia. (Ah, money. How I miss you. We used t...

Yesterday I gave a talk in church on personal revelation. I think it went rather well. Except for the part where I accidentally and inadvert...

I watched his hands as he worked, sawdust floating around him in the air. Big, strong hands. Hands I know well. Hands that held mine conti...

Teenage Stie, in all her scary, big-haired, mini-skirted glory When you're a teenager, you sneak out of the house so your mom won't ...

Ah, Cheeky. What do you do in your sleep to create such fabulous hair styles? The perfect combination of tangles, ratting, and volume -- e...

[The victim of our murderous crime ] The past several weeks have seen the birth of a new obsession for my boys: Fishing. They saved their o...

Well, what do you think of the new look around here? Stayed up way too late last night tweaking and changing - trying to figure out what I e...

A few days ago I had a really bad dream. You know, one of THOSE dreams where you wake up angry and resentful of your spouse for their behavi...

The other night, I was attempting to make dinner but something kept getting in my way. That something was Chase's head. Every time I wen...

Yesterday I went to see a dermatologist. Though I've had the bloody appointment for a good month now, it was the soonest they could get...

Now that school is in full swing, I have been trying to get my routine put together. I forget with the chaos of summer how much I love a ri...