What to say. Oh, what to say. More often than not, my words fail me (hence the need to type them out once my brain has had a chance to connect with my tongue). A few months back, my husband took the pulpit to preach to our small, faithful congregation that meets each Sunday morning
You’ve heard it. I’ve heard it. But at this moment, I’m hell bent on keeping it the reality: Keeping it simple. Culture is already swimming with holiday ideas and trinkets to fill up our time and empty our wallets. This is the time of year when I try and make a point to tuck away into my
From now through Black Friday, you can snag a hardcover copy of Family Table + a digital copy of Family Table for immediate use on your tablet or laptop + our entire Whole Foods Kitchen course (videos and printables included!) all for $30! That’s two extra products. For $5 less dollars. And that just makes
HEADS UP! I’ll be hosting a free, LIVE webinar this Thursday (November 17th, 10am PST)! I’ll be covering how essential oils can drastically improve your life. Even if you can’t attend live, register to snag the replay right in your inbox! Join me? If there’s one thing for sure I hate in the world, it’s artificial scents. Insert
At the end of it all, I have hope. We lost our Lochy boy this past week. He ventured a wee bit too far from home (not far as the crow flies, but none-the-less, ended up on a 45 mph country road) and was struck by a car. A pedestrian happened to see him laying
The hardest thing I’ve done in my life is live through the every day. It’s mundane. It’s sloppy. And it’s hard. I want to be all like “Yay! Cherish the moments!” but secretly inside, I want to crawl away to a quite home where there are no little ones to constantly peck me to death.
Choosing My Vital Few Whew. Wowza. What a season we’ve just come through. You know when you’ve just delivered a baby and you’re all “Whew! Wowza! That was a doozy.” – ya, it’s like that though, thank the Lord, there was a lot less blood involved. These past few months have been filled with times of
In the process of launching my cookbook and preparing the Whole Food Kitchen Course, I’ll admit, I got a little side tracked. I wasn’t menu planning. I wasn’t batch cooking. I wasn’t doing any sort of prep work. Instead, I’d hang my head in the fridge at about 4:45 and start crying out to God:
This. Every morning, this. I could wake up seventy thousand more times, roll out of bed, scramble to find a mismatched pair of socks, and throw on an oversized, overworn sweatshirt before hobbling out to the thrift store couch (where no less than four little ones will soon find me) and never tire of it.
I’m floored. And by floored, I mean I’m currently laying on the floor, soothing my aching bones from the exhaustion that has joyfully consumed my body. 5,000 copies of Family Table are currently sitting in my God-forsaken basement awaiting their destiny on your kitchen counter! The book is done. The book is here. The book is for