Confession: This page has been haunting me for days, so I actually Googled “How to write a killer ‘About Me’.” According to the World Wide Web, I’m supposed to share intriguing facts about my life that are both transparent and unique.

A nice thought, but then I’d have to tell you that I’m still afraid of the dark, I didn’t lose my last baby tooth until I was 23, and one of my life’s dreams is to use the phrase “I need backup, stat!” in a legitimate context.

Not quite what I’m going for, so let’s take two.

I’m a born-and-bred Okie living in the heart of Tornado Alley with my Texas-transplant husband and our two little princesses. I’m a stay-at-home mom by day, an aspiring writer by night, and a lover of all things vintage-, literature-, worship-, and caffeine-related. Give me coffee or give me death.

I started this blog as a gift for my daughters, a way to merge my passion for writing and my passion for biblical mothering, and also as a means of encouraging other moms (and dads!) to follow the model set forth in Deuteronomy 11:18-21 – essentially, using the word of our testimony to train our children and prepare them for a life that glorifies Christ. I hope you find encouragement in your own parenting journey, permission to laugh at yourself, and inspiration for living life well – even when that looks nothing like the culture around us.

Thanks for stopping by and feel free to stay a while! And just for being a gem and reading all that mess up there, here are ten random facts that really are transparent and unique. Don’t judge me.


1) I have an extreme anesthesia sensitivity which induces confusion and aggression. We discovered this after I had a minor surgery at the age of 11 and punched one of the recovery nurses in the face.


2) I am a chronic sleepwalker/talker. My husband is a chronic sleepwalker/talker. Our oldest daughter is a chronic sleepwalker/talker. If you come to our house after midnight, I guarantee you will be highly entertained.


3) I’m one of those weird people who actually likes to work out. The harder the better. If it makes me throw up, I am hooked for life.


4) I met my husband Bryan when I was a freshman in college and I found out he had a crush on my roommate. When she asked my opinion about him I said, “He’s cute, but I wouldn’t date him because he wears jerseys.” Pretty sure God got a good chuckle out of that one. (And for the record, I am now a jersey-wearing NBA fanatic. My, how the tables have turned.)


5) I am a book-aholic. As a stay-at-home mom, my budget boasts almost no wiggle room, but I would spend my last dollar on a book. There are paperbacks stacked in every corner of our house. We need a bookshelf really, really badly.


6) I used to LOVE sausage links, until a friend jokingly referred to them as “E.T. fingers.” I haven’t touched one in 12 years and counting.


7) I am obsessed with the ultra-cheesy original Christmas movies that come on The Hallmark Channel each year. As in, I DVR them and watch them until at least April. I don’t know why I’m even telling you this. It is by far my most embarrassing guilty pleasure.


8) Growing up, my mother was a stay-at-home girly girl and my father was a self-employed house-flipper, private investigator, bodyguard, security guard, etc. Thus I was afforded an interesting array of influences, including (but not limited to) Louisa May Alcott, Dog the Bounty Hunter, Anne of Green Gables, COPS, Paula Deen, and the upstanding members of the World Wrestling Federation. This has left me confused as an adult.


9) I hate cooking but I love baking. There is no greater therapy than throwing on an apron, sipping a cup of coffee, and rolling out dough for homemade cinnamon rolls.


10) Bryan grew up as a missionary kid in Chiapas, Mexico, and I grew up taking yearly missions trips to Ensenada. We both have a deep love for Mexico and dream of starting an international ministry there someday. As preparation in the meantime, I am trying to learn Spanish. So far I can say “Nice to meet you,” “Where’s the bathroom?” and a string of inappropriate words and phrases. For some reason those are the only ones that stick.