My cheatin’ hair

My cheatin’ hair

The path of deception always starts off so innocently. I’d gotten a haircut, and then decided the top layer on one side wasn’t quite right. Rather than drive all the way out to Cedar Bluff again, I decided to try a little DIY. Big. Mistake. Even to the...
My baby, 20 months.

My baby, 20 months.

Twenty months ago, this little guy came into our lives. He was unexpected, but greatly anticipated. Before him, I never knew our family wasn’t complete, but in retrospect the potential hole seems obvious. His arrival changed my life, literally and figuratively....

Homes of Our Lives, Bizzaro edition

Our house sale seems to be on hold. Apparently the buyers need to get some more papers in to the mortgage lender, but they were derailed by a dog. It seems they have a brand new large dog, and while playing around, the dog knocked out the front teeth of one of the...
Ash Wednesday

Ash Wednesday

I’ve never understood why we use ashes and not dirt on Ash Wednesday. The pastor says, “Remember, O man, that you are dust, and to dust you shall return,” from Genesis 3:19, a reminder that man is fallen and will die. But–here’s my...

Homes of Our Lives, seller’s edition

Sunday at 4 p.m. we had a second showing, which means someone who came by wanted to look at our house again. A good sign! We didn’t have anything particular to do, so we went to Target. One hour and $85 later (why? why?), we went home to make dinner. But the...