How can you be strategic when you don’t have time to plan?
Driving toward a strategy Driving to and from work has made me a strategic commuter. Leaving my office at 5:05 … Continue reading How can you be strategic when you don’t have time to plan?
Author: Sara
I have a desire to write something that will change the world. This blog is one little step out of my currently overfilled life of working, parenting, being a wife, housekeeper, laundress, hostess, cheerleader, beader, reader, and leader... When I write, I feel a bit more sane, even if said writing exposes my insanity. Go figure.
A grandmother is born — again
I had missed the birth of my first grandchild, and I was determined to be as present as possible for … Continue reading A grandmother is born — again
This is what customer service looks like
All the pleasant “kum ba ya” feelings I’d had carrying a ruined dress from an apologetic dry cleaner had fled. Continue reading This is what customer service looks like
Do what you thought you were doing
The difference wasn’t that I added anything to my routine. The difference was that I did what I thought I had been doing. Continue reading Do what you thought you were doing
I’m BIG on time with my grandson
It was my first Gramsy-grandson date, and Niko and I had chosen Chick-Fil-A for lunch after our adventures at the … Continue reading I’m BIG on time with my grandson
Your action might make the difference. Act.
I had thoughts of “He will make your paths straight” (Prov. 3:6) and “Just keep swimming” (Dory in Finding Nemo), but, mostly I thought about a foot lamp. Continue reading Your action might make the difference. Act.
5 lessons I learned from a spider not named Charlotte
Within view of my kitchen is a banana spider in a large, often messy web. She reminds me of myself — except for the fact that I’m fairly certain she ate her husband last night. Continue reading 5 lessons I learned from a spider not named Charlotte
Take time to sip life
I awakened this morning after a rough night of sleep — or lack thereof, actually. But nonetheless at 4 a.m. … Continue reading Take time to sip life
This is what love looks like
If you saw a little Marilyn Monroe action in the parking lot of Walmart last Sunday afternoon, it might have … Continue reading This is what love looks like
Hurricane Sara & Baby Jane: My name could be famous and familiar
Am I completely selfish in hoping that we have at least 18 named Atlantic tropical storms or hurricanes in 2018? … Continue reading Hurricane Sara & Baby Jane: My name could be famous and familiar
My morning toilette went oh, so wrong
If you see me standing at my desk today, it’s not because I’m feeling particularly energetic or even avoiding the … Continue reading My morning toilette went oh, so wrong
My kids make me feel 16 feet tall
Thinking about my own mothering moments makes me feel 16 feet tall at times. But today, my thoughts are with … Continue reading My kids make me feel 16 feet tall
‘Chill’ doesn’t come close to describing the experience
My health club opened the “Chill” room during frozen January. It wasn’t a big seller — but should have been. Continue reading ‘Chill’ doesn’t come close to describing the experience
Home is where my sister is
Some people talk behind other people’s backs. I merely write behind their backs… I would prefer to write only about … Continue reading Home is where my sister is
“God, I can’t do today” is a statement of faith
I’ve been saying it more and more often. “God, I can’t do today.” “Today” in that sentence might mean the … Continue reading “God, I can’t do today” is a statement of faith
Secret to my weight-loss success
Yesterday, I ate a cookie. In fact, I ate the last homemade chocolate chip cookie in the gallon-sized plastic bag … Continue reading Secret to my weight-loss success
Hellos are far superior to goodbyes
I was snuggled with my husband for a couple minutes before saying goodbye for the day. “Tori can’t say goodbye … Continue reading Hellos are far superior to goodbyes
Feeding my inner road rage
I wrote this while stopped in traffic, so it’s probably longer than it needs to be — just like my … Continue reading Feeding my inner road rage
