Pain in Training

My feet are frozen ice pops without socks to warm them, but I suffer through the discomfort. I’ll just think warm thoughts. My chai tea has cooled, making it an unappealing room temperature, but this one time, it’s okay. I’ll just drink it anyway. I can hear the tune announcing the end of the dryer…

A Layer of Mulch

Weeds abound in our yard. They snake under and through the bushes. They migrate to our potted plants. They pretend to be grass. Our new yard guy has some big shoes to fill. The previous yard guy parked in front of the house every two weeks or so pulling a trailer full of equipment. Not…

Time to Fill Up

Pumpkin spice lattes. Pumpkin bread. Candy corn. Kids in costumes fill their buckets with delicious candy (and sometimes apples, boxes of raisins, or coupons, unfortunately) as they panhandle door-to-door one night of the year. We stuff ourselves to bursting with turkey covered in gravy, mashed potatoes covered in gravy, and dressing covered in gravy. Okay,…

Tattoos

Tattoos. Many of my friends and family members have tattoos.  Why do people get tattoos? I personally don’t because … well … I don’t like pain. In fact, I try to avoid pain as much as possible so the idea of paying an artist to stab me repeatedly with a needle doesn’t appeal to me….

HunterBoy vs. The Evil Cucumber of Evilness

Our family has been reading along with the mytrbc app for a little more than a year now. We just finished Revelation, one of my boys’ favorite books of the Bible. They love the action, the visuals created by the words, and the last battle. When we got to one of the last verses where…