You might have heard rumblings around the blog world of this whole “Sisterwives” thing. “Who are the Sisterwives? Is this some joke?” you might ask. Although we do like jokes (and that’s pretty clear by the fact we call ourselves Sisterwives), we are so much more than a joke. In fact, the Sisterwives are a … More I… am a Sisterwife
So, I’ve been ramping up and speeding up and trying to organize so that I can shift this blog over to a new design and a new domain name. (Yes, for reals! Coming soon!) But one thing keeps coming up for me. I’m tired. I look across the blogging web-o-sphere and my mind automatically starts … More I’m… Tired.
“This is where I say I’ve had enough and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now. A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises and I don’t believe that I’m getting any better, any better.” -Dashboard Confessional, Saints and Sailors You know it’s bad when I’m quoting Dashboard Confessional in … More This is Where I Say I’ve Had Enough
I have had a little obsession lately that has sprung up in my bones. It’s really been waiting for me for years, ever since I saw the first line in a Neruda poem. I don’t remember what that first line was. I do remember the feeling, though. “Oh, hello. It’s so wonderful to see you again.” … More Neruda; the flowers.
I have had the privilege of going to a free yoga class at school for the past 2 weeks over the lunch hour on Tuesdays. I’m sending over loads of gratefulness to the sweet (and scattered, and adorable!) woman who puts it on. One thing she always says in her classes is that how we … More Fighting vs. Unfolding