Last evening, following a lovely dinner with friends, gluwein, and winsome debate about the one-year versus three-year lectionary {coughoneyearcough}, our hosts pulled out several sheets of paper and explained the game that was to follow, a Telephone-style game of Pictionary. {Disclaimer: The only game I stand a chance of winning is Bunko because, well, it’s complete chance.} The game goes like this: Each person gets … Continue reading Mariah’s trolls

The worst part of every day starts right now, right about 9:52 p.m. It’s about now that I’m running out of gas. I can’t read any more. I can’t unpack any more dishwashers, do any more laundry, run any more errands, or pay any more bills. It’s about now that I’m shot. And right now, right when I just about fall asleep on my couch, … Continue reading It’s a Problem

I may have a small addiction to vintage state plates. Ok, so it’s not so small. Ok, so it’s sort of huge. Ok, so I should I probably get help for it. I find them at yard sales, garage sales, thrift stores, my mom’s suitcase whenever she comes to visit . . . I don’t have a wall big enough to display them right now, … Continue reading a problem