I will warn you - click on the more tab only if you want to see the rash on my arm, noting that it looks MUCH MUCH BETTER than it has the past couple of days.  It’s still kind of icky, though.  Ah, the things we I do for medical science. (more…)

This caught my eye in the paper the other day.  It’s an article about a woman who committed a grievous sin against motherhood.

She said she loves her husband more than she loves her children. (more…)

If the producers of Oprah called me, I’m trying to decide what kind of show my life would be:

Would I be a mid-life makeover, where Oprah’s team of fashionistas transform me from an adult acne, 30lbs too heavy, needs her roots done, hasn’t shaved her legs in weeks-Mom, to something short of Jennifer Aniston – or maybe Julia Roberts, since Julia and I are both over 40 mothers of 3 – therefore, we have a lot in common, right? (more…)

Big, showy, and always the most popular, everybody wants to plant basil.  It’s hip, it’s in, it’s what the cool kids buy at the store. I’m here to tell you the truth about basil.

She’s a high maintenance wuss. (more…)

I’ve gone through 2 boxes of Kleenex in the last week and a half. I could probably tell you how many Kleenexes that is per day if I could do math anymore.  And, if, you know, you or I actually cared.

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As many of you know, our dear friend Tracy M and her family are going through some difficult financial times right now.  It’s a hard thing to watch a friend struggle and not know how to help.  So, we are hoping that everybody can help out this Sunday and dedicate their fast to the M family.  Please pray and fast that Tracy’s husband, David, can get a job that will fulfill their family needs.  Please pray and fast that Tracy can have the strength she needs to be the mom to her 3 great kids.  And please pray and fast that they can have peace in their hearts and minds as they weather this storm.

We love you, Tracy.

Oh, and click on some ads, wouldcha?  Last month they paid for Tracy’s utilities. 

Sometimes being nice gets you lots of blessings. Or sometimes, just a garage full of cans.