Thank You, Mr. Johnson

Mr. Johnson was my high school journalism teacher. He looked like he really fit in with a newspaper job. He looked like he came right out of some smoke-filled newspaper editorial office. The only thing he lacked was a cigar in his mouth and smoke encircling his head....

A Small Simplicity Tip

I’ve been unsubscribing from emails of stores, etc, that I never actually go to their websites. It won’t save me loads of time, but I’m hoping it makes the long list of emails I receive feel a little less burdensome.

Got Photos?

Last week the Lord opened up a door for me to be interviewed for a magazine article and the writer wanted me to send her photos of myself and the family when the kids were little. So I had to pull out tons of photo books to see what I could find.And what fun! Of...