Code Orange, Growing Church, And Omg, What Did I Do?

First thing's first: Mom and I finally saw Pastor Steven at the home church last Saturday (third time's the charm, right?)  It was a great message.  I loved the chill vibe he was giving off.  Saturday service is awesome. This month, my church's second campus opened!  Second campus here, where I live that is.  We had a little … Continue reading Code Orange, Growing Church, And Omg, What Did I Do?

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Short And Strong

Since I finished writing my favorite novel, Times, two years ago, I've often thought that 50,000 words was too short and I wouldn't get my point across.  Last year, I was eager to edit it, rewrite it, send it out, fix things, and get it published.  But I never felt ready.  I was so concerned with a … Continue reading Short And Strong

Old Cars, New Tricks

This has been a fun week, I guess.  Mom and I took the four kittens to get fixed.  While we were waiting, we went to a museum that was near by, and we saw some trains. We also saw some neat, old cars. Tuesday was the Supernatural season 10 premier.  It was alright.  I thought it was … Continue reading Old Cars, New Tricks

Get On Outta Here!

I cannot wait until Monday!  I get to go on vacation with a friend of mine from college/Tennessee!  And two other girls, possibly.  I don't care, I'm gettin' on outta hea!  Five days of nothing but awesome. Shasta got snipped this week.  Poor baby.  But he did fine when we brought him home.  It didn't … Continue reading Get On Outta Here!

Tell Me More, Old Man

Old is subjective.  I use this word loosely, but at least you understand that he's not 20 (I believe he is somewhere around 50, maybe 60). I live on a lake.  I may not have lake property, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying the view.  You know who else lives on the lake?  Authors.  … Continue reading Tell Me More, Old Man

At Least I Didn’t Cry

On January 1st of last year, I cried.  I felt like everything that had gone wrong was my fault.  Looking back, it seems a little mellow-dramatic.  If you would like to read it, click here. This year, however, I almost forgot.  What? How?  Well, it was just another, normal day for me, just like any … Continue reading At Least I Didn’t Cry