My pastor, Stan Buck, died Sunday ... the week of Thanksgiving. What a time of opposite of the spectrum feelings; this week we are in a state of grieving and gratefulness.
Is it just me, or do the holidays seem to be rushing at us like an out-of-control freight train? I am SO not ready.
Kalisha recently ordered a fleece Colts hoodie from Amazon. She ordered her usual size but when it came, it fit like a sausage casing.
Occasionally, Kalisha lives in what "we" (mom, behavioral consultant, and even Kalisha) refer to as Kalisha World. It is not necessarily a good place to reside.
My cat Rodney is a troublemaker. Just last week, he mixed it up with some other animal in the neighborhood and got bit in the backside for his trouble.
While shopping the other day, these socks caught my eye.
I do realize you are all mighty tired of reading about Kalisha and her love of the Indianapolis Colts, but if you are tired of it, you should live in our house.
One of my favorite places in town doesn't have a collection of beautiful flowers. It doesn't have a breathtaking vista or a soothing waterfall. What it has is books. Lots and lots of books.
We’ve experienced a big change in our family in the last week.
Don’t let soaring gas prices gobble up your hard-earned money this Thanksgiving; carve out time to perform some simple fixes on your vehicle for better gas mileage, advises the Car Care Council.