ways I didn’t suck in 2011 (how about you?)
Yesterday I wrote a little yearly recap on 2011, and I almost didn’t publish it because I was so frustrated with myself at seeing my resolutions from the beginning of the year. Then I began mulling over the post I would write where I would scold, prod, and shame myself into change . . . really put those shortcomings out there so I would HAVE to get my act together. Publicly sharing goals is vulnerable for me. Publicly failing at those goals? Even worse. But as I sat . . .
yearly recap for 2011
I read this yearly recap on All & Sundry’s blog, and thought I would do it myself as I reflect on the new year. 1. What did you do in 2011 that you’d never done before? I ate only raw foods for two weeks. And I actually liked it. 2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Oh boy. Here’s what I wrote last year: Separating work time from family time – I mentioned this in another post, but finding the balance of working at home has . . .
the holidays in photos
Mark went big on the lights around the house this year. Jafta went big on trying to visit the ER. The kids got to meet Mr. and Mrs. Claus at Knott’s Berry Farm. Thanks to this and online shopping, I avoided the mall completely for the months of November and December. India was so excited to see The Nutcracker again this year. She even asked for her own nutcracker as her main Christmas gift. I love that this is our new tradition. Though I . . .
what I want you to know: being in an intercultural marriage
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. (If you are new to this blog, regularly schedule programming will resume after the holidays, but you can check out the “Best Of” section in the meantime). If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. This guest post is by Amelia. I mispronounce my husband’s . . .
on hating new year’s eve
I hate New Year’s Eve. And love it . . . sort of. But mostly I hate it. It’s my birthday, which is actually part of the reason I hate it. New Year’s Eve is one of the worst days to have a birthday. First of all, typically half of my friends are still out of town visiting family for the holidays. Sure, I never had to go to school on my birthday. That was a bonus. But I also grew up having poorly-attended birthday parties over Christmas break where I was the recipient . . .
what I want you to know: coping with miscarriage
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. (If you are new to this blog, regularly schedule programming will resume after the holidays, but you can check out the “Best Of” section in the meantime). If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. This guest post is by Tiffany Pate. What I want you to know about . . .
what I want you to know: being atheist in america
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. (If you are new to this blog, regularly schedule programming will resume after the holidays, but you can check out the “Best Of” section in the meantime). If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. This post is by Erica Manney.. I am an atheist. I donate to charity. I . . .
seven
My oldest turned seven today. SEVEN! Man, that feels like a graduation away from “little kid” and into big kid territory. In lieu of a birthday party, Jafta’s wish for his birthday was to go to Knott’s Berry Farm and ride all of the roller coasters with no younger siblings around to cramp his style. So, last Monday Mark took Jafta and two friends to Knott’s and did just that. Jafta rode every ride with gusto . . . even the ones that went upside-down. He’s . . .
merry christmas!
Merry Christmas from the Howerton family. . . .
what I want you to know: a letter to santa from a foster child
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. (If you are new to this blog, regularly schedule programming will resume after the holidays, but you can check out the “Best Of” section in the meantime). If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. This guest post is cross-posted with permission from LT, who writes at I . . .
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