Did I ever tell you about the time ten years ago when my husband and I were invited to be on The Dr. Phil Show? I don’t think I have… Let me give you some back story first. When I was in high school, on Valentine’s Day every year, our school office would be overloaded [...]
A Love Letter for 13 Years
There was a time in my life where I wrote prolific love letters… deep and meaningful words spoken from the heart. Then, after a failed first marriage, I came face to face with a box of letters I had written. Each page, raw, real and vulnerable, laid out there to remind me how exposed I [...]
Thinking of You {A Harry & David Giveaway} CLOSED
This giveaway is now closed. Congratulations to winner, Jackie Davis! Thanks to all who entered. There are few greater feelings in the world than knowing you’ve helped to make someones day special. When I asked the question “Do you prefer to give or receive?” on the Dine & Dish Facebook Page, so many of you [...]
How Can She Possibly…?
How can she possibly be ready? I woke up at midnight with a tightness in my chest, grasping for breath. In the dark of the night, it felt like the walls were closing in on me. It was then I realized my pillow was wet and tear soaked. As a mom who has stayed home [...]
Give Grace
My brother, Larry, lost his valiant 2-month battle with cancer early this morning. I was fortunate enough to be there when he passed. Hearing his wife visually walk him “home” to heaven where other friends and relatives eagerly awaited his arrival and seeing how that led him to his peaceful final breath was something I [...]
Valentine’s Day – Mommy Style (Strawberry Shortcake Trifle)
Dr Laura Schlessinger wrote something in her book The Proper Care and Feeding of Husbands that really made me step back and think about the pressure I was putting on my husband to really do something outstanding this one day a year. She said that a lot of the phone calls into her show were [...]
Ducks and Butterflies
I have always had a soft heart for animals of almost any kind. (Sorry snakes and rats… not you!). When I was growing up, we lived on a small 5 acre “farm”. I hesitate to call it a farm… I think it was more of an experiment for my parents to test out the country [...]
