Two months ago I moved to a new climate. If you knew how short of a distance I moved, you would probably argue that point. But it’s true. It is waaay hotter here. Up until yesterday, it was still in the 90’s. It’s almost enough to make a person believe in global warming–but not quite. It’s October already; it’s time to carve pumpkins, drink apple cider, and wear long sleeves. Even thought Fall 2016 is only 11 days old, I feel like it is a month overdue. Continue reading “It Felt like Fall so I Went Shopping”
This, my friends, is a berry protein blend from Chick-fil-A. It is the latest potential addition to the breakfast menu. The official menu board description is:
Berries and yogurt mixed with ancient grains and Icedream®, topped with granola
It sounds disgusting. But that’s what I thought about the super food side (aka kale salad) and I actually enjoyed it. So I’ve learned to trust the product development team at Chick-fil-A. Continue reading “I Live in Chick-fil-A Test Market Land”
Since I was a child, I’ve enjoyed coloring. With crayons. I didn’t care much for colored pencils. Probably because there weren’t as many color options as in my box of 96 crayons.
But crayons are too messy for the new adult coloring books. For books with good quality paper, I’ve discovered that I like gel pens. Everything looks sharper in ink. However, not just any pen will do. Pilot pens, which are my favorite for writing are terrible for coloring.
Of course you can get special pens at places like Hobby Lobby. Coloring is a hobby that I’m not willing to spend a lot of money on. I might spend $40 on yarn, but not pens.
That’s why I was excited to find a set of Wal-Mart gel pens for $5. The cheapness makes them terrible for writing, but perfect for coloring. The yellow sparkle pen was exactly what I needed for Belle’s dress.
Like most Americans who live relatively near the coast and some who do not, I took a trip to the beach this summer.
This is the first time I have returned from the beach without looking like Bob the Tomato. Not sure if it is because Hang Ten natural sunscreen is amazing or because I spent more time than normal relaxing underneath an umbrella. But since I didn’t burn at all (except for the top of my head and this random spot on my arm), I’m leaning towards the later.
One of the highlights of my trip was getting up at 5am to watch the sunrise. All I could think about was the lyrics to Nicole C. Mullen’s song My Redeemer Lives.
Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning?
Who told the ocean you can only come this far?
Who showed the moon where to hide ’til evening?
Whose words alone can catch a falling star?
Well I know my Redeemer lives
I know my Redeemer lives
All of creation testify
This life within me cries
I know my Redeemer lives