My friend, Vanessa, makes Jesus dolls. I’ve fallen in love with them. If you’d like to buy one, here is the link to her etsy shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/HalfQuarterInnStudio. I’m excited to say, Vanessa’s offering a discount to my readers! If you use the coupon code : CRACKEDPOT (Perfect for the Type A Lady!) you’ll get 15% … Continue reading The Jesus Doll….a short story
We planted trees behind the smokehouse long before paths were made. Stones and walkways came next. Then, one sunny day, with my baby toddling at my feet (her fists full of dirt) I poured sand, hauled brick and laid a smokehouse floor to create a playhouse. The Book was the motivator. We wanted a hidden … Continue reading Fun Friday: The Secret Garden
Heading into summer and getting antsy about those summer kids? Don't panic! First of all, take it from an OLD mom : You’ll miss time with your kids once they’re grown. But let’s get practical here. The Type A Lady knows summer’s not all a bed of roses (I have the battle scars to prove it.) … Continue reading Ten Tips for Summer Fun With Kids!
This Type A lady needs help in so many ways… especially when it comes to kids! Here’s a handy checklist to help your child excel in school. With end of year activities and testing, this is good stuff to consider. "Check" it out below... And, as always, base all your actions on the Word of … Continue reading Help your child do well in school
-A great big shout out to Chick-fil-A for helping me keep it clean while camping! I talked to you about tent camping Joshua Tree National Park. No running water. Dusty. Cold. We climbed the dirt trail, rocks rolling beneath our feet, dust flying. Boulders sprawled all around us. Huge monoliths leaned in and looked like … Continue reading Fun Friday: Keepin it clean!
I’m messy. I’m tired. I’m grateful. I’m done. As I painted my daughter’s room, I started getting depressed. - Why am I covering up my kid’s life? - Just because clouds and glowing stars are scratched and marred, does that mean I have to clean it up? I sighed. Help me out, God. “Be grateful.” … Continue reading Pause to Paint: I’m done!
The tension was on. Results were critical. The decorated shoebox was in place, corner-squared on my desktop. Its slotted lid was a gaping mouth- begging, begging for food. I was in the sixth grade, Valentine’s Day, 1968. I’d separated six sheets of Valentines, carefully scoring each punctured piece to pull out the cards: an elephant … Continue reading The Love Note