Housewares Show: Chicago

Chicago is overwhelming enough for me. The sights, the sounds, and constant stream of voices and activity between people, technology, and landscape. It’s practically an artwork of it’s own, one that I have grown to love, but at a respectful … Continue reading


Imago Dei

I’ve been struggling lately with this concept of Imago Dei. For those of you unfamiliar with the term it’s Latin for “In God’s Image” and is a concept all Christians are taught at usually a pretty young age, mainly because … Continue reading


Work Is Killing Me

I’ve probably said this before, and it certainly won’t be the last time I ever say it, but being a creative as a living can really drain a person. Not that it’s more draining than other jobs, but it’s more … Continue reading


Competitive Poet

As if there isn’t enough pressure They demand poets come up with New ways to measure Each other like we’re Some kind of competition And that puts the poet In an awkward position Because last time I checked My feelings … Continue reading


Wisdom and Pain

I don’t have A thousand things to say Because at the end of the day Nothing I say ends up being heard So I filter Keep the things that seem simple…too simple Inside this mind Like a tiny prison of … Continue reading


The Day After Christmas

It’s the day after Christmas, and all through the house…it’s just me a the kitties laying about.

My husband had to be back to work today, but I still get the day off. Which means I have a whole day to myself, and I’m super excited about it. It’s not often I get so much alone time.

What do I plan on doing? Working in the of course. When I got up to move my car out of the driveway so my husband could get out and go to work it was -9* outside. So after I kissed him goodbye I hurried inside and plan to stay indoors. I’ve already cut up some kiwi and strawberries and started them in the dehydrator for 20 hours.

I rested in bed to warm up a bit more after being outside to juggle cars, and while I did that I listened to a Sermon on the last half book of Ruth called “An Immigrant’s Courage” from a Podcast series my brother had recommended to me. I found it very encouraging and it really helped to change my attitude and perspective on the Holiday season, not because it was the Christmas story, but because it was reflective of the Grace offered to humanity through Jesus Christ and shows the unusual ways in which God chooses to redeem people. All of which is precursors to the events of the Nativity. I really just recommending listening to it yourself and letting it bless you if you have the time or a commute in which to listen.

In a little while I plan on doing as much house work as I can. Dishes need doing from the festivities yesterday. Some laundry could stand to be done. I got a new vacuum for Christmas and really could stand to do a little to get rid of the cat fur and dust in the living room if not to clean up the small bits of wrapping paper left in my carpet. Dinner needs making and I plan on using my new Slow Cooker I got for Christmas for that (my last one broke and I’ve been missing having one) so eventually I can either relax and read or get some at home hours for work by working on some thank you card designs our company owner requested I letterpress print for him.

In all I just wanted a day to relax from everything. To detox from the busy that was yesterday and really just invest some time into spending time getting to know myself a little bit. To think about the past year and who I’ve become since then and who I’m being lead to be in Christ, which is always a difficult question because I’m so aware of how much I want to fight what God wants in selfish pursuit of what I want. So today is my solstice reflection of days going from darkest to light again and progressing towards a New Year and renewed self.

I hope you all had a Merry Christmas and have a very prosperous New Year.


Another Christmas Eve

It doesn’t matter how many firsts we will be experiencing this year as husband and wife, Christmas really isn’t feeling very special this year. Then again, it really hasn’t felt very special since I was 13, and I began realizing … Continue reading



It was 3:15 am when I felt it. I opened my eyes to two sets staring back at me. Both cats were laying on my stomach and as I groggily pondered why they decided to get along long enough to … Continue reading



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“We had to send him home.”


“He came in with pink eye.”



“Hand me that hand sanitizer I plan on rubbing it in my eyeballs just to be safe.”

People who come in to work sick upset me, especially when they have something as highly contagious as pink eye.