It’s not even August and already we are armed

Weathering a heat wave with the help of my family and that which turns Marlo into a Golden Retriever.

Dusting off my Southern hospitality

By the end of the night everyone was speaking with a drawl and swapping stories about the mud flaps on their pickup trucks.

Enjoying the memories offline

Next thing you know I’m going to be creating figures out of pipe cleaners and googly eyes, and you just wait until I get my hands on a bottle of glitter.

Father’s Day, budget and splurge

Options for children of both the Silas Marners and Robert Crawleys of the world.

Brokeback banana

The best part of my jobis that I get to share so much of it with the wonderful people in my life.

Like, totally epic 360 all the way

A recap of the weekend I spent with my daughter who called sleeping in a tent “cozy.” WHERE DID I GO WRONG?

Remembering broken pipes and drywall

And the updated electrical system and the water heater and the brand new landscaping I left behind.

Where the heart is

A space to breathe and assess where I’ve been and where I want to go.

The number of foods my kid will eat just increased to five

I cooked and they ate and a swarm of pigs flew over the house.

The red rock wonderland

“Leta will most likely want to sit in the car and read a book about Arches. Marlo? Marlo will want to become an arch.”