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Mobility, phase one

And then on that Final Day, When the earth shall pass away! Lightning stroke from east to west, Christ our Lord by all confessed! There before Thy Great White Throne, Devil, sin and death all gone! From all evil things set free, SAFE WITH GOD ETERNALLY! — “A... read more

Talk on resilience

Well I’ve been lockin’ myself up in my house for some time now Readin’ and writin’ and readin’ and thinkin’ and searching for reasons and missing the seasons. The autumn, the spring, the summer, the snow. The record will stop and... read more

Dressers: the big reveal

Let’s take a break from my ankle this week (ha! ha!) and talk about our latest home improvement project, the one that literally made me sick from all the sanding and threw my back out in hauling the largest dresser upstairs, but was oh-so-worth-it when the... read more


I used to have resolve and grit and determination and resilience inside that propelled me forward no matter the circumstances, but lately my core of steel seems to have been replaced by a wall of glass that was shattered in the accident and glued back together, whole... read more

A listicle, week 2.5

Yes, the boot is that huge. And heavy. And I feel lots worse than I look here. Things I miss Cooking Exercising Seeing the mountains every day Our planned hike to LeConte this weekend Cleaning up around the house (I know, I’m surprised too) Standing on two legs... read more

Dark thoughts with light at the end of the tunnel

I fully expected my father to chastise me either publicly or privately for a section of my last post, specifically the part about understanding objectively that Jesus died for all, but, reflecting on the moment of terror when the car was upon me, having devilish... read more

The accident, aka tl;dr

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing; heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled. Psalm 6:2 Fair warning: this is far too long too read (see urban dictionary entry for tl;dr) and mainly a painstaking record I’ve been picking up and putting away all... read more

Little stinker

This weekend we bought our annual bag of fall candy, except this year we got the Brach’s and the Kroger brand and separated them due to Sophia’s allergies, and put them out Saturday afternoon. That night, Jonathan’s door was unusually closed, so I... read more

Misc. ramblings from the weeks behind and ahead

First, the heartbreaking news: Two women I loved and admired passed away too young from cancer in the past two weeks. Jennifer was our family’s hairdresser, and she and her husband Rick were our friends. In the early days in Knoxville we hung out with them... read more

Labor weekend

Because we’re boring suburban homeowners or crazy people (take your pick), we didn’t spend Labor Day weekend grilling and lounging like you’re supposed to. We hauled 600 pounds (give or take) of soil, planted dense shade grass down our hill where no... read more

Statistics report, 8/21-8/28

The most exciting week of the year has come and gone, and here’s the full report by (food) numbers: 1 fifteenth anniversary dinner at Foothills Milling Company 2 amuse bouches, aka bite-size hors d’œuvre, consisting of a spoonful of asparagus truffle soup... read more

Blogging is all fake.

Blogs are fake. Or, if you want to be less harsh about it, how about this: Blogs are curated to shine the light on only those prisms we want to offer up to the world. So are Facebook, and Twitter, and LinkedIn, and everywhere else we present ourselves in public. Oh, I... read more

Out of doors

Another busy week of August is in the books! I think we had a single evening this whole last week where we weren’t running in different directions, which made yesterday’s family hike & swim day even better. But I’ll get to that in a second.... read more

Magic school bus days, love, and marriage

Jonathan started Kindergarten camp last week, otherwise known as two days of shuffling around classrooms for him and evaluation for them. Eventually, the kids are assigned into rooms with energy levels and reading levels and behavioral levels more or less distributed... read more

Hillside gardening, the trauma and progress

For some reason my gardening bug hits in the heat of August every year. I can’t think why except that so many of our plants are perennials like coneflowers and black-eyed susans, and it’s hard to tell how the garden will shape up till they’re in... read more


The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago. The second best time is now. –Chinese proverb It’s been a good run at my company, but I’ve known since before I started that it wasn’t my “forever” place. My boss wanted it to... read more

Convention time

It sucks without Derek here. My mom hates that word, and I hesitated to use it here because she reads my blog, but the truth is when he’s gone it’s like the bad word. Nothing is the same. We try to do fun stuff, like going out with friends for dinner at... read more

What is wanted, what is needed

My last post was gushy, perhaps annoyingly so. The river! Great life! Sweet husband! Everything is beautiful! That’s all true and real and worth documenting. But before that was this: a long, miserable period in which I sat around and prayed for something I... read more

First article gifts, Little River edition

In between working, not working, Vacation Bible School, counting steps, planting plants, taking kids to doctors’ appointments, obsessively searching Isle of Palms and Charleston listings on VRBO.com and AirBnB.com, shutting down said searches because not this... read more


We’re a week through summer and so far, so good. I usually get the kids math and vocab workbooks, but this year didn’t bother since they’re so painful for all of us–me more than anyone, because I have to play Bad Cop when I want to be Good Cop.... read more