I'm a wife. I'm a mother. I'm a step-mom. I spend most of my time grumbling and/or doing laundry. I love to read, talk, garden and vacuum. I don't have an opinion on everything but I can form one in about thirty seconds.
Helping the Pastor's Wife on Sunday
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You guys, I am equal parts book blogger and *piiiiiiimp* these days. Will
one of you bitches go fetch me my fur-topped cane?
So you know my sister (of the...
Drunken DeBOTCHery
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The great thing about wedding cakes these days is how they incorporate the
couples' personalities. You know, the things they love and value, the
things t...
"I would hear about grace, read about grace, and even sing about grace, but accepting grace is an action I could not understand. It seemed wrong to me not to have to pay for my sin, not to feel guilty about it or kick myself around. More than that, grace did not seem like the thing I was looking for. It was too easy. I wanted to feel as though I had earned my forgiveness, as though God and I were buddies doing favors for each other."
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