I am part of a club that I did not ask to join. I did not seek out its membership. I did not research its culture. I whole-heartedly wish that my membership might expire and I could find an escape. But here I am. A member for life. If you’re new here, you probably know me as a former teacher, accomplice to a restauranteur, wife and momma of three boys. But you are mistaken. There are four. There will always…
Twelve weeks and two days. That’s how long I’ve been waiting for our metal shop to be installed. And in all honesty, I could say 146 weeks or nearly three years because that’s the amount of time that we have been living here in the middle of the woods in the great state of Texas with little to no outside storage. Lord Jesus help. Now, all of this might sound a bit dramatic to the common passerby, but have you…
About two months ago, sweet husband and I started working out with a trainer. About a month ago, he made us start boxing. Not each other, though that might be an interesting way to sort out simple marital spats. Just whole body training through boxing. Y’all, I can’t explain it, but I absolutely love it. We go and we wear ourselves out and we leave and we get home and I am already counting the moments until we get to…