Let’s Be Honest – Hoarding

The other day I was singing the lyrics, “I don’t know what they want from me, it’s like the mo money we come across, the mo problems we see.” The boy E was confused. He, of course, had never heard of the Notorious B.I.G., nor had he heard the song, so he wanted to know what I was singing and why more money led to more problems. It was pretty unfathomable to him. I tried to explain how the more money and things we have leads to more responsibilities and things we have to tend to. Conveniently, I’d been reading
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Crazy Busy – Book Review

I just finished Kevin DeYoung‘s book, Crazy Busy. It’s pretty short, so even those of you who don’t enjoy reading can make it through this 118 page book. Chapter One doesn’t even start until page 11, so you technically get a few thrown in for free. The subtitle of the book is, “A (mercifully) short book about a (really) big problem.” With homeschooling a 9-year-old, an almost 4-month-old, a (rented) house, 11th-grade writing students, and a few pets on my plate, I’ve got more than enough to keep me busy. Let’s also not forget my friends, marriage, and relationship with God.
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Let’s Be Honest – My House is a Circus

Most of the time, my house is a circus starring a cat, a dog, a 4-month old, a 9-year-old, a husband who works 1.5 jobs, and my own bag of tricks. I’m too busy. Even as I sit to write this post (and plan on posting it later next week), I’m watching Martin play, eating leftovers from last night and keeping an eye on E as he works through a math speed drill. This is about as peaceful as my day gets. I have laundry going, and I’m racking my brain about what to make for dinner, what to buy
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Lately.

It’s been a few weeks. I won’t apologize. It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about what to blog and when to blog it. I have, but the posts just haven’t materialized. I’ll be honest. I’ve been struggling with stress and anxiety. It’s starting to take a physical toll on my body, too. I’ve started clenching and grinding my teeth, which I think I did before, but now I’m waking up with a sore jaw. Also, my hair has started falling out, and I have a bald spot (No, I will not show it to you). The hair issue started
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Let’s Be Honest – Self-Image and Body Type

“What if in 2013 we decided to fast not from food but from body-talk? Sure—hit the gym, eat the Paleo diet, run six miles a day, wear Spanx from neck to knee. Just stop talking about it. Stop telling your friend she looks skinny—instead tell her you love her sweet spirit. Choose compliments that spur her to pursue that which lasts instead of that which certainly does not. If someone comments on your own shape, say thanks and change the subject. Banish body-talk to the same list of off-limits topics as salaries, name-dropping, and colonoscopies. Apply the discipline you use to
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10 Years Ago

After reading, “What Alice Forgot” by Liane Moriarty, I’m left considering how people change and what 10 years can do to how we act. It’s frightening to think that in 10 years my values and daily habits could have changed so much as to seem like a completely different person, maybe even a person I wouldn’t enjoy being around or having as a friend. Would you want to be your own friend? Would you trust yourself with all your secrets and emotions? I’m not sure if I’d want to be my own friend, but I’m thankful for all of the
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Love To Hate

Image Link “Love To Hate” A few semesters back, one of my students had this tattooed on her wrist. I’m not really sure exactly why she chose this particular phrase, though I think it had something to do with a relationship in her life that she loved and hated at the same time. However, I was struck by her choice to use the phrase “love to hate” because it shows great wisdom into how we view many of our relationships. I’m not suggesting to go out and tattoo that on your wrist, but I do think her tattoo brings up a
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There’s no good way to say Pusey

I’ve been doing a study on Melissa Kruger’s book The Envy of Eve (I’ve mentioned it before), and I recently came across some words by E.B. Pusey (1800-1882). Yes, there is no good way to say his last name. I’ve racked my brain for all sorts of different pronunciations, but my hope is that it was pronounced with a French accent for his sake. No matter how you say his last name, he had this challenging list of rules for growing contentment. You’ve got to get beyond the thou’s and the thyself’s, but the list is incredible and tells a
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Asteroid Attack

from Mashable.com It’s happening like the movies. Asteroid Surprise. Sounds like a breakfast cereal or dog food. But seriously, the videos of asteroids in the Russian sky look like a scene from a sci-fi thriller. Will Smith and his alien guns should at least be present to make the realistic seem more fantastic. I guess this “not too rosy” outlook for more of these asteroids happening and people being wounded (over 1,000 to date!) doesn’t really hit home that much as I’ve never been to Siberia, nor Russia, and it’s hard to relate to their struggle here in my Charlotte
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The Fingernail Project

I bite my fingernails. It’s my dirty habit that isn’t so much a secret because no one thinks, oh wow, she cuts her nails really short. No one cuts their nails that short. The only times in my whole life when I’ve had fingernails that exceeded my fingertip were when I was on prenatal vitamins and when I got fake gel ones for my wedding (which were a huge mistake, felt uncomfortable, and I ended up jamming one off while Tyler and I played pool on our honeymoon. Never again). But I’m tired of ugly nails. I really don’t even have
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