I have a lot of pet peeves. People who park their shopping carts in the middle of the grocery store aisle. Loud cell phone talkers. Melodramatic moms. The non-word “irregardless.” The way the flat iron works on one half of my hair but not the other. Unnecessarily personal question-askers. I could go on for days. Obviously. Whatever commandment involves being annoyed, that one’s my favorite to break. … Continue reading pet peeves and why I love them
I started getting snobby about sermons in seventh grade. My parents drove us an hour to an LCMS church one Sunday to hear a new, young pastor they’d read about in the newspaper. And half of what he preached didn’t make sense. So naturally, we went back. And then back again. And pretty soon, we were driving there every week. But every Sunday, we were also leaving church horribly confused. … Continue reading a treasure chest
Women of the world: You can stop taking offense at the word submit. Really. Somewhere along the way, we started bristling at that word. It’s the dreaded S word, the word of which we do not speak, the word that implies that we have to turn into wallflowers, giving up any hope of expressing a thought that’s actually our own, so we should RUN AWAY SCREAMING ANYTIME … Continue reading the word of which we do not speak
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