Knock, Knock. Who's There? A Prophet.

Knock, Knock. Who’s There? A Prophet. 4

It was a typical Monday. Dishes from Sunday dinner were still in the sink. I’d gotten my teenager out the door with a healthy breakfast he gagged down and a homemade lunch packed with love he’d probably trade or chuck. I sorted laundry and put in a load I would forget about. I changed out ...
The January House

The January House

Well, I took down my Christmas decorations over the weekend. There are empty hooks on the walls, a barren mantel, pine needles and glitter scattered across the floor, a wilted poinsettia in the corner, and end tables with funky dust-framed shapes where nativities used to be. My house looks like a Who house after the ...
Conference Quilt

Conference Quilt

LOVE Conference weekend. I get to park my carcass in front of the TV all weekend wearing yoga pants and call it church. Actually, I was quite productive during the eight-hour inspirational smack down. I made this quilt start-to-finish while watching/listening. Isn’t is cute? Guess where I found the pattern? Pinterest, of course. I consider ...
An Oscar for Oscar

An Oscar for Oscar 1

My. Family. Rocks. Yep, it was Jacobson Reunion weekend, folks, and it was a doozy! My branch of the family tree was in charge this year. It’s a big job and there are BIG expectations in this family to make it a boatload of fun. This is no potato-salad-in-a-park-pavilion reunion where you’re stuck sitting on ...
Semi Grad

Semi Grad

It’s the beginning of the end. My oldest daughter had seminary graduation last night—the first of many ceremonies taking place in the next couple of weeks commemorating my firstborn’s end of childhood and beginning of adulthood. She was asked to conduct the meeting, which she is convinced I finagled her into. I assured her I ...