Adventures in Imperfection · Life is a Highway

If You’re Afraid of a Journey, Don’t Buy Shoes

Each weekday, my son is up and out the door at 5:30 a.m. for Washburn Football work-outs. Even though he’s responsible for his alarm, the mama in me still sets a Kramer just in case. Dane didn’t need prompted to get out of bed this morning, but I did. I’d planned to run, water the… Continue reading If You’re Afraid of a Journey, Don’t Buy Shoes

Adventures in Imperfection · Music While You Wait

Biscuits (Music While You Wait)

  Sorry I missed you last week. I’m working on some things. All the things.  I have ideas. A mission. A plan. Two posts I’m writing. Gimme another week.  Creating a thirty-two day mindfulness series. Gimme two three weeks. Side note: This morning, I was comparing my skills to others. Parenting, wife-ing, housekeeping, working.  Comparison is… Continue reading Biscuits (Music While You Wait)

A Chorus of Lovely Voices · Life is a Highway

Beyond the Ruby Reds and Tornadoes–There’s No Place Like Kansas

No borders, just horizons – only freedom. ~~Amelia Earhart – Kansas Native ******* Limestone Rolling plains Creek beds Hidden caves Prairie grass Sunsets Sunflowers I grew up on a farm in north-central Kansas. An expanse surrounded by fields of wheat, soybeans, cattle, and pigs. My dad was born in the kitchen of my childhood home,… Continue reading Beyond the Ruby Reds and Tornadoes–There’s No Place Like Kansas

Adventures in Imperfection

Wag More Bark Less (A Repost and a Footnote)

Repost from 12/17/2013 – please read the footnote after the article to see what’s happening these days with our beloved Macy Grey. Hi! I’m Macy Grey and I run this joint. In case you didn’t know, my family often looks to me for advice. I’m smart and loyal and I love them with my whole heart.  In dog… Continue reading Wag More Bark Less (A Repost and a Footnote)

Adventures in Imperfection · Completely Random

Monday? You’ve got this. (Short Read!)

“Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest that we take between two deep breaths.” ~~Etty Hillesum ***** Monday, right? You have a big list rowing waves in your head. Groceries Graduations Taxes Work Kids We can approach this week one of two ways. With dread and trepidation and angst that… Continue reading Monday? You’ve got this. (Short Read!)

Adventures in Imperfection

Prairie Burn – Repost

Note: Reposting a favorite from March of 2014. With a late arriving spring, landowners and farmers are burning fields and pastures to eliminate weeds and promote new life. Whether this is the first time you’ve read Prairie Burn, or you’re indulging me again, view it as a meditation and a call to look inward and… Continue reading Prairie Burn – Repost

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Hibernation

It starts as a tickle. A whiff. A verdant flash in the upper left quadrant. An undulating breeze that smells like Oklahoma. One moment, a blanket of white covers the hard bed outside your window, and then overnight it’s dotted in green and yellow. Like a bear, this winter has made me sluggish. Science says… Continue reading Hibernation

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Where Flowers Grow in Concrete

    We are not privy to the stories behind people’s actions, so we should be patient with others and suspend judgement of them, recognizing the limits of our understanding. – Epictetus I pitched to the editor of Topeka Magazine, a story about a prison greenhouse project. I’d written two other articles for him, so… Continue reading Where Flowers Grow in Concrete

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Playing for the Guys Next to You

4:50 a.m. – the alarm rings its tune from the kitchen counter. No need to have set it (and checked twice)–I was awake at 4:00. Time to make sausage links. Knowing that other moms and dads were in their kitchens at the butt-crack of dawn made me smile. Understanding the reason why we were doing… Continue reading Playing for the Guys Next to You

A Little More Serious · Adventures in Imperfection

George Strait, Tim McGraw, and Remembering 9/11

Note: I wrote the original post Sept 11, 2015. With some revisions, I’m sharing a message that still resonates today. Thank you for taking the time to read. xo ***** George Strait was my first country singer crush. In college, my roommate and I sang Amarillo by Morning to each other while we Aqua-netted our… Continue reading George Strait, Tim McGraw, and Remembering 9/11