Southern and 40: What if it’s not what you thought?

When filling out a form a few weeks ago I was presented with several choices to check for the age bracket: 20-29, 30-39, 40-49 – you get the idea. Y’all – it just struck me the wrong way. You can’t put me in that box! I really identify more with the first two boxes. Is…

“Mom, I’m Hungry!”

There are all kinds of food moms out there. Non-GMO moms, potato chips crunched up on the high chair tray moms, we-only-drink-water moms, and moms that toss a can of soda into the lunch box. There are moms who prepare every meal from scratch and others who who are on a first name basis with…

Dear Tween Parents…Hang in There

When I was in 4th grade I got an unexpected Valentine’s Day present. A boy in my class that I didn’t know so well realized that I was a fan of the Atlanta Braves. When everyone was going around the room, depositing pre-made cards from RichWay  into paper-covered shoeboxes, he dropped a tissue-wrapped package on…

Room for Us All: Finding Your Path Amidst the Competition

We’ve all been talking a good bit lately about females supporting one another and lifting one another up. It all sounds really good. It all is really good. But there is one component to this conversation that I feel is being missed: Sometimes this can be really hard, too, especially when you don’t feel like…

New Years ResoluShame: Getting Real About Your Resolutions

In my house, we have a running joke about the Peaks Island Sweat Pants. Almost nine years ago my sister got married on Peaks Island in Maine. It was late June, so I packed pretty much Lilly Pulitzer dresses and bathing suits. When we got there it was freezing, so I purchased a pair of…

Grateful, Grinchy or a Little Bit of Both?

Regardless of your stance on whether Lowe’s jumps the gun by having Christmas decorations out before Halloween or whether Christmas music should or should not be played before Thanksgiving, I’d venture to say that just a few of us may be fibbing if we say that the holiday season does not create just a bit…

Hey Baby, What’s Your Type? Life Married to a Type 1 Diabetic

As celebrity personalities and bloggers go, I think The Pioneer Woman is my favorite. Along with Lysa Terkuest. And Joanna Gaines. There are so many inspirational women out there who help us think, pray, decorate and even cook with a new joie de vivre. I will turn on Pioneer Woman for inspiration while I am…

All The Nopes: No (Mom) Shame in This Game

I’ve heard a lot about the Sweet Spot in parenting lately, and most of it is true. You know what I’m talking about – those few magical years after they learn how to swim but before they learn how to drive when things in your life begin to feel – dare I say – easy. I…

Flooded with Grace

The sky was ominous out my window on Friday October 2, 2015 and it had been raining on and off for what seemed like days. Weeks, even. Saturday came, and more rain. I remember baking batches of pumpkin muffins while the kids played indoors. We were happy, content with the pitter patter as my kitchen filled…

Monogrammed Pencil Cases and Pumpkin Spice: Ready or Not, Fall is Coming

Have you ever noticed that a freshly-cut August lawn has a completely different smell than a freshly-cut June lawn? August hangs in the balance between summer and fall, on the cusp of new beginnings and fresh starts. Even though it may still feel hotter than a thousand suns by 3 p.m., there are certain August mornings…

Beyond Bless Your Heart: When You’re Raised on Southern Phrases

I am blessed (my heart and the rest of me) to have not one, but two amazing grandmas in my life.  These two very special- yet very different- ladies have taught me so much. Y’all, there is something to be said for raising a combined total of nine children, bevys of grandchildren and umpteen great…

Home Alone (Um, You…Not Your Kids)

One of the things that jumped that up and slapped me in the face when I became a parent was the fact that I was no longer ever in my house alone. For someone who is a self-proclaimed introvert and finds renewal in solitude (or at least in the freedom to come and go without…