I’m simply not that interesting.

I’m posting at Joli today. I’m not sure it’s possible to think of two totally different posts in one day. Maybe for Pioneer Woman and the like, but not for me. So, hop on over. Quite an enlightening look into my own insecurities and maybe yours too....
I have a thing for bass players.

I have a thing for bass players.

You may have guessed that already, seeing as I’m married to the best bass player around, my Beau. There’s just something about bass players you just gotta love. We rely on them for the rhythm. They are the foundation of the song. They create the groove....
I’m not a crier.

I’m not a crier.

I do cry. But, I try to not make it a common practice. I do find as I’ve gotten older, I’ve gotten a tad more sensitive. I’m sure it’s the hormones. Now when it comes to the things of God and me talking about the things He’s done for me...
I’m in the middle of a project here.

I’m in the middle of a project here.

My neck is aching from staring at the computer for hours. I’ve been wading through thousands and thousands of pictures. I’m talkin’ pictures dated back to 2004. You see, I was going to be one of those moms who kept up her kids’ pictures and...
I’m trying not to take it personally.

I’m trying not to take it personally.

K Belle wrote a poem … a poem that was sent to a writing competition. She advanced to the next level. She took 1st place at the Superior level. Of course, I’m beyond proud. She has informed me that I tell her I’m proud of her way too much. I told her...