Love… One Sip At A Time // A Valentine Tea Party
I started hosting tea parties in an older home propped as pretty as you please on the corner of a quiet street. A family of four in a two-bedroom, one-bath home made for a tight fit, and tea parties felt downright snug, but no one would change a thing. Some teas were scripture-based, and others celebrated holidays, but every time, the room filled with the scent of scones, floral tea, and...
Welcome to the Tiny House on the Hill // Because Mustard Seed Moments Matter
I never saw it coming⏤this dream becoming a reality. Only months ago, while enjoying breakfast with dad at Panera, I shared a story from the internet of a teenager who built his own tiny house. My excitement must’ve been contagious because he inspired me to get started on my own tiny space. The best part was his willingness to come help whenever possible. And then there was my hubby,...
Tiny House Tuesday // Framed Glory {& An Exciting Announcement!}
There it was in all its glory. One moment, I’m handing Brian tools and the next, I catch sight of the glorious sky framed for a private viewing. Working on the tiny house this summer has offered moments of both victory and defeat. At times, it’s easy to become bombarded by the details of the build. A break is needed and mine is taken in the doorway-to-be because...
How Drawing a Line Down the Center of a Page Can Change Everything
Ice cream has always been my downfall. Not just any ice cream, mind you. It must include sweet morsels of cookie dough, thin mints, or chocolate chips⏤sprinkles, syrups, or anything fruity are simply not invited to the party. Recently, while wiping minty green deliciousness from around my lips, the words Where is your self-control? rudely interrupted the moment. The words stunned me...
Tiny House Tuesday // Cut it Out!
The windows, that is. I couldn’t imagine a more exciting moment on our tiny house journey than when the walls were raised. But I was wrong. Seeing “windows” punch through solid walls brought out the inner cheerleader in me (and I do mean inner!) I shouted as if it were the last lap of Dale Earnhardt Jr.’s career. Oh, you didn’t know I was a closet...
3 Action Steps For Those Days When Disappointment Strikes
Since returning from the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference, my days have had more twists and turns than Disney World’s Thunder Mountain. On my ride home from the conference, I could barely see the ground for all the clouds. Two weeks later, I was sniffing dirt. Two weeks after that, I was back to downing coffee, tweaking chapters and polishing an...
Tiny House Tuesday // The Walls We Build
The tiny house sat flat on the hill. It sat this way for a few months. We didn’t want to rush the foundation and who could forget the tropical monsoons that blew through our area in May? But then came June and with it, the first wall. With one hefty hoist, the tiny house began to take shape in all of its 9′ x 16′ glory. Then came the second wall and with...