I’m the Hostess without the Mostest, but Who Cares?
I wasn’t born a hostess. The idea of inviting people over to my home, whether planned in advance or on…
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I wasn’t born a hostess. The idea of inviting people over to my home, whether planned in advance or on…
Continue ReadingDear, sweet, adorable, impossibly neat, put-together Marie Kondo, Pull up a stool to my kitchen counter, won't you, love? I've…
Continue ReadingI am a homemaker. When I fill out paperwork for the dentist, the pediatrician, or our kids’ school program, that’s…
Continue ReadingI’m not a good homemaker. I’m just not. I’m convinced it’s in my DNA. I know nowadays women don’t need…
Continue ReadingI know what you’re thinking. I’ve thought it as well. It’s lonely. It’s small. It’s not at all what you…
Continue ReadingFrom across the crowded room, my husband winks at me. Holding a glass of wine in one hand and letting…
Continue ReadingIn the nearly 24 years I have been married, I have worked full-time, worked part-time, stayed at home with my…
Continue ReadingHi friend, I’m so glad you came over! Please come on in. How have you been? Can I get you…
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