I realize librarians don’t seem particularly intimidating, but this is where the rest of the world is wrong and I’m right.
With the gentle push of God, my husband and I have settled on a big life change.
I’m always amazed at how simple life seems when I’m with only one of my children.
If you’re yearning for a world filled with corsets, titled, wealthy landowners, and snobby British folk, pick up Mama’s May Reading Challenge book, The American Heiress by Daisy Goodwin.
As I look around the gym at the other exercise participants, I’ve started to realize something.
My husband doesn’t seem to have a sweet tooth. I’m not sure when it fell out or didn’t grow in right, but his self control around a dessert table astounds me.
Do you want to know what really ruffles my feathers? Gets my goat? Grinds my gears?
The TV was getting a lot of attention, and my creativity was drying up quickly. I needed some kind of incentive to push George to do something other than beg me for more TV time. And so, I did what all good parents do when they need fresh ideas.
Last month, I came across The American Heiress by Daisy Goodwin and decided it needed a new home on my bookshelf…next to my stacks of other books that I’m sure I’ll get to someday very, very soon.
I have a bone to pick with the “gender fluidity” shenanigans creeping into our country’s culture.