SECOND BREAKFAST

I've decided to start what I hope will be a tradition... posting about one of my favorite things every Friday. Good things are meant to ...

End of school-years always make me a little melancholy. Am I relieved that the grindstone will shortly be removed from my nose? Oh, absolut...

As LDS women, we are in a crisis… an identity crisis. Too often in our race to the happily-ever-after finish line, we jump that chasm b...

Mondays can be murderous, Tuesday turbulent, Wednesdays warped and winding, Thursdays thick with thwarting thorns, Fridays freaking fearsom...

Though this week had its share of bumps and bruises, it was also replete with bounties. As is most often the case, the good far outweighed t...

Today I woke up and it was a different year. Everyone else was still asleep, the house was silent, and the sky was that soft shade of e...