Call Me a Liar

Call Me a Liar

The boys were already downstairs making noise before I even washed the pillow creases off my face. Noise that just so happened to be music to my ears… Floating up from the kitchen was the melodious notes of the dishwasher being emptied and the dishes being put away by...
Let’s Just Forget It

Let’s Just Forget It

They were late. Again. My sisters were angry. I was annoyed. We really shouldn’t have been surprised that my parents didn’t even leave yet for the 35 minute drive when they should have been just pulling into the driveway. It didn’t matter that they were the guests of...

You Wanna Fight About it?!

It could have been grounds for a fight. My husband asked if the laundry in the basket sitting in front of the washer was clean and ready for him to fold. I told him it was still dirty.  Since it wasn’t clean, he walked away and left the dirty laundry sitting in front...
Bruised Fruit

Bruised Fruit

I’m not saying I’m perfect.  But when my husband goes grocery shopping, he tends to buy bruised fruit.  So I don’t really like it when he goes to the grocery store for me. I hate wasting food and I know no one will eat a banana that’s half mushy. Or the bread...