I’m thinking about getting a tattoo…

I’ll be 33-years-old on Wednesday, and I think it’s time I rebelled a little. I have an idea for one. Be Still {Know} written in brown script on my wrist. Probably my right wrist, because I’m left handed, so I spend a lot of time with my left arm facing down. And although I know…

Thoughts from the Pot: Birthdays are Gross

Today is my husband’s birthday! Which, if nothing else, necessitates a “Thought from the Pot.” “Thoughts from the Pot” are the random musings of a husband. The thoughts and opinions presented below are not necessarily those of the host of this blog. Thank you for your understanding. There is a certain sensation in the air on…

Hospitals, Birthdays and M&Ms

Last week did not turn out at all as I had planned. Thursday morning I ended up in the ER with Silas because he was having difficulty breathing. For five hours I listened to the emergencies of people around me: a 90-year-old man with a fall from an injury, who hated doctors and hospitals because…

Something tells me…

The twos with you are going to be anything but terrible. Happy Birthday Ezra! Stick around to find out! Sign up for (free) email updates or subscribe in a reader!