‘If you don’t get in the car right now I might kick your butt.’  I spoke steel into these words to my oldest child.  Butt is a bad word in our house with our littles so this was just my way of cussing.  And throwing a fit.  I kept…

I am treading dangerous, shark-infested water on this post while also wearing a chum necklace and socks made out of chicken skin. The word politics may come up and that could be all you see if that is all you want to see but this post isn’t about…

Like a woman scorned and done with dating, for like, EVER,  was I done with blogging.  Or so I thought… At a conference this past July, I was becoming concerned because I kept hearing over and over ‘God wants you to write.’  I mean, it was a writer’s conference…