Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of black. My heart sank. Not again!
As I turned my head to get a closer look, my suspicion was confirmed.
They were back…
With a sigh, I grabbed a wad of Kleenex from the bathroom and then set out to track down my uninvited little intruder. I found him marching resolutely across our freshly painted dining room wall. Continue reading
It was mid-March in Minnesota and our State was given the unusual gift of a balmy 70 degree weekend. Keep in mind that the week before we had been fighting freezing temperatures, and only a few days would pass before we would see snow flakes fly again.
But for one glorious weekend, we Northerners basked in the wonder of the moment.
The streets and sidewalks were bustling with activity, filled with runners and bikers, parents pushing strollers, and dogs taking their owners for walks. The sound of adult laughter mixing with children’s playful shouts echoed through the neighborhood.
The sunlight beckoned and it seemed like EVERYONE was outside enjoying its warm embrace. Continue reading
“Why did God make me this way?” I lamented, as I looked at the make-up-free, acne-spotted reflection staring back at me. “I am 34 years old! Why am I still breaking out?!”
My less than perfect skin was just the tip of the iceberg of unreasonable complaints I was about to spew forth. There was the stubborn 5 pounds that I could never seem to lose and those gray hairs that were starting to creep into my unruly red mane that is sometimes curly, and sometimes straight, but usually just frizzy, since with three little kids I often don’t have the time to style it. Continue reading
Christy Engelhart 