Life Lately

She woke up and decided today was going to be a “rock star day.” 🤘


Okay friends. I need to pick a backsplash for my kitchen. I’m torn between a geometric black and white, or adding a splash of blue. Scroll through and tell me which one you think would look best … (oh and the yellow chairs are going away – going with simple white chairs)

I went to the ENT today and had this apparatus used on me, which looked like a torture device from 1958. Prognosis: enlarged turbinates. Has anyone else dealt with this before? Tell me everything. I’ve been living with compacted sinuses and post-nasal drip pretty much constantly and I’m over it. Today he shot a syringe of steroid into both sides (fun!) but mentioned a balloon technique if that doesn’t work. Self care: not all massages and pedicures.

These are my “get shit done” overalls. I wear them most weekends when working on the house. India decided she needed some as well. She sewed the patches on herself. Today’s project: ripping the flooring out of the Backhouse and cleaning out the garage.


A little retrospective of the Howerton kids through the years (swipe left). Sunrise sunset and all that. 😥

Back-to-school means new beginnings. It’s a fresh start with limitless possibilities.

A surge of freedom and ideas and goals. I guess it’s cool for the kids, too.



Kristen and Sarah talk about their shared sensitivity to bad lighting, their indigestion woes, and their hot take on the proliferation of g-strings at the beach this summer. They also interview Jessica Turner, author of the new book Stretched Too Thin, on self-care for working moms and how to kick the mom guilt.

In this episode we talk about:

The Highly Sensitive Person

Tara Whitney Photography


Thrive Market  (get $25 off your first order through this link)

Gin Gin Ginger candies

Tessemae’s Salad Dressing (Organic Zesty Ranch)

Sleeping at Last Podcast enneagram series

An American Marriage

The Heart’s Invisible Furies: A Novel

North of Normal


What’s Best for You vs. What’s Best for Me || On Thursdays I post from the vault. This post is from September 2008.

On Thursdays I post from the vault. This post is from September 2008.

Jafta is starting preschool on Monday. Over the years, I’ve been witness to many a preschool conversations by my friends with older kids. I’ve always listened and glibly thought, come on, it’s just preschool. Ah, sweet pre-parent naivete.

So now that it’s my turn, I’ve been agonizing over where to send Jafta to preschool since April. I kind of had a list of criteria that I was looking for in a preschool:

1. it’s realy, really close to my house

2. he can eat lunch there so I can run more errands

3. it doesnt’ start before 9am so I can sleep a bit later

4. it has a two-day option so we can spend less money

5. it has a Tues/Thurs option so that time in childcare preschool is not wasted on a day daddy is home to help with the kids

Wow. Is this the most self-indulgent list you have ever seen? Me, me, me. What’s best for me.

But over the last few months I’ve been convicted that perhaps what is best for me is not what is best for Jafta.

See, there is this amazing preschool that many of my friends recommended. That have a great acadmic prep. The teachers are insanely nurturing and make every kid feel like a star. They do worship every morning. His best friend is going and could be in his class. Jafta went to VBS there and loved it. All signs were pointing to this being a great option for Jafta, but I fought it tooth and nail.

But he would have to go Mon/Wed/Fri, two of which are mornings he hangs with Mark. But it starts really, really early. But it has no lunch option. But it’s more expensive. But it’s kind of a hike. But I want to do things on Tuesday and Thursday while he’s in school. But Ali and I can have meetings if our kids are on the same schedule . . .

Wah Wah Wah.

So I paid a hefty deposit and first month’s dues for a different preschool that fit my own needs. And last week, Jafta starting begging to go to his best friend’s school. And Mark started calling me out for why he wasn’t. And I started feeling really, really guilty.

So I sucked up my pride and selfishness, said goodbye to the money blown on mommy’s choice, and got him a spot in Ryder’s class at Lil’ Lighthouse Preschool. Looks like we’ll be waking at the crack of dawn on Mon/Wed/Fri.


Wednesday’s Child: Nathan

Every Wednesday I feature a child recently highlighted by a local Wednesday’s Child newscast to share the stories of children from around the country who are waiting for a family. My hope is that this can broaden exposure for the children highlighted, but also serve as a reminder that these children represent thousands of children currently in the foster-care system. Perhaps their stories will inspire you to consider opening your home to a child needing a family. For more information and to learn about other waiting children, visit AdoptUsKids.