I’m a Christian. (Awkward wave to the few people who hadn’t caught on yet. Hey-o!) As such, I’m all about hope. I believe in a God who is bigger than
I’m a Christian. (Awkward wave to the few people who hadn’t caught on yet. Hey-o!) As such, I’m all about hope. I believe in a God who is bigger than
So I was really trying to not be political today. I love politics and debate and have been very geared up lately, but I decided that today I was going
I’ve always believed so – I’ve had (and still have) some fantastic male friends in addition to my irreplaceable girls. But it can only go so far when everybody is
Rather than a lengthy preamble, here is a letter I sent to nearly everyone I know in the great state of California: Hi Friends – I’m not given to writing
Adam has long encouraged me to write more, and like the true cheering squad he is, has lofty aspirations of my writing the Next Great American Work now that I’m
Ladies and Gentlemen, readers all: I am now officially in my mid-twenties. A quarter-century. The age my grandma was when she was relentlessly called an Old Maid, a story she’s
At Christmastime, it’s easy to get frustrated by the refusal to join in and bring “tidings of comfort and joy”. This is a thoughtful response to an often exascerbating reality.
I try not to talk about politics. It’s something that I believe in very strongly, but, as Jen Lancaster wisely said, us bloggers aren’t always the best to go to
Dear Optimist, I have great love for you. Really. While I didn’t devote all of the years of my college career to your hallowed pages, I did invest a couple
If my brother (Denver, aka the Big D, aka Mountaineer Extraordinaire, aka Chelsea’s Husband,) does anything on these here internetz, you know it’s a momentous occasion. If he responds to