You ARE an Artist!
Spring has made its home on our front porch this year. A pair of house finches chose the corner near our front door to make their nest. When they first started trying to build the nest, I didn’t think it would work out. There is quite a bit of traffic in and out of our door, so I was really surprised they decided to stick
Do we plan every minute out, or get up in the morning and see where the day takes us? I will tell you that my natural inclination would be the later. I am that artsy free spirit, an adult with ADD if you will. I think that by getting up without a plan, I am living by faith. Less plan = more faith. However, I
I have heard many women over the years tell me how they hate to cook or they can’t cook. Some see it as just another chore to be done during the day. Sometimes I get to feeling like that. When I start thinking that way, I have to remind myself of the words of the apostle Paul who said, “Take every thought captive.” In reality,
January is the month so many are working on, hoping to and longing to establish new habits. And, yes, we are a website devoted to Habits for a Happy Home. So, here we are a couple weeks into January. How are you doing? You may be wondering how do you make habits stick? Today we share all the best helps for building habits – from
Right now, as I am typing this, there is a war going on above me. No, I’m not referring to spiritual warfare. This is in the physical realm of my son’s bedroom. There’s is more thumping and banging than a floor should be able to withstand. Before I stomp over to the stairs and ‘call’ up to the offenders, I refer to the ring of
This year, I’m down to one student in our family homeschool. Along the way, I have made changes, tweaking each child’s education, finding improved curricula for math or science, adding special projects to English and history, and incorporating electives for each child’s interest. With my youngest that meant adding a home economics class. So here is home economics updated. Home Economics Updated As I searched
When I was a kid, every Christmas morning my mom would make a huge batch of hot cocoa and a towering pile of buttered toast. And that was breakfast. Cocoa and toast. Simple, but I loved it. I still do. But when I got married, that was one of the first Christmas traditions to go out the window. See, my husband tolerates hot chocolate and
We all have them. . .little, insignificant moments that make up our days. They follow one after the other, and they are easy to forget if we don’t find a way to hold onto them. I have learned that photos are one way to keep our memories forever. I discovered as a young adult that my parents were right all along. . .you can buy
