Hit (re)-Start (Or Things Are Changing)

OMIGOSH, I owe you updates. SO many updates.

See, I got a new job, which is awesome. (#ilikemoney) But what’s more awesome than the whole I-get-paid-on-a-regular-basis-thing is that my new job is making me fall in love with movies again, and you really can’t put a price on that. (Movies and I had a really bad breakup back in 2004, and I haven’t exactly been the same since.)

The new job isn’t the only big change in my life, though. I got baptized recently. And that was a bit of a debacle like only I can manage. I mean, who else makes a mess of being born again?

Other than me?

My friend Elise and my friend Suzie attended the service, and Elise may have summed it up best when she said, “Only you end up in the men’s baptism pool.” So, yeah… THAT happened. Someone sent me to the wrong line… and people were flustered.

Mad flustered.

I must admit, I found it all a bit amusing. I’m not trying to be deliberately irreverent or anything, but the entire incident was kinda funny.


It may not look all awkward here, but I promise you it was.

Aaaanyway, that story belongs on my other blog… my other blog I really will update this week. #ipromise

This brings me to the next thing I need to talk about: my other blog. It really should be the place for my philosophical musings — my thoughts on life, love, and faith — and all that other ooey gooey stuff that doesn’t involve the center of a really good cookie.

See, I feel like I’ve muddied the water here at Dogs, Dishes, and Decor when I’ve taken the focus away from ice cream, baby showers, and renovating disasters, so I need to right the ship. I’m going to do my best to keep this blog about, well, Dogs Dishes and Decor while containing my meltdowns to This American Mess.

I’m putting my intention out there to keep myself honest.

Speaking of intention… Suzie and I shared our intentions for our lives this morning over cappuccino. Mine just happen to be: Love, Healing, Connection, and Creation. I’m going to do my best to stick to these — and keep the writing about each intention on the right blogs in the future.

Later this week look out for the recipe that accompanies the CREATION of this lemony goodness.


It’ll be worth the wait. I promise. #sofluffy

Radio Silence Repeat (Or Another Loss Almost Knocks Me Down)

I have been absent for a month. I know. I know….

I have had some lovely adventures with people I adore. And I have so much happiness to share with you: About tailgates. And babies. And blue cheese potato salad.

But today?

I’m reeling. Again.

My stepbrother passed away on Sunday. And I’m bracing myself for another trip home with a black dress in my bag. The deaths in my mother’s family have been swift and vicious — and almost without warning.

Even so?

There is beauty in loss. There is hope. There is a silver lining. And I will share all of that in time. I promise.

But right now?

I give you this.


Noah’s smile.

The world is so much dimmer now without it.

As I struggle to find my footing, as I look for inspiration and humor, I find comfort in unlikely places. Like signs on sidewalks…


The author of Winnie the Pooh says things. Profound things.

And also in the obvious place I go when all else is lost (and even when it’s not)….

“In all this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials.  These have come so that the proven genuineness of your faith – of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire – may result in praise, glory, and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.”

I’ve felt God’s presence in this grief, and he’s only starting to reveal himself… and his healing. More on that another time.

(I don’t mean to preach, by the way. We all have our ways of coping. I respect yours. This is mine.)