by Lisa-Jo | Jun 12, 2012 | Blogging
I’ve been writing here for nearly 3 years now. Wow, that’s a lot of words. I think Pete is grateful I have somewhere to spend a few of my daily thousand. Writing here has been a lot like coming home. And having you all over is like a grown up slumber party...
by Lisa-Jo | Jun 3, 2012 | Blogging, Books you should read
That gorgeous, lazy, hazy, read-till-the-last-light-fades feeling of summer is upon us. It inspired me back to my book shelves where all my friends live. The ones who have made the journey with us every time we’ve moved. Which has been quite a lot. And no...
by Lisa-Jo | May 15, 2012 | Blogging, Our crazy little rental house, Social media, The hard good stuff
I work from a desk in the corner of our kids’ small playroom. Full time. Usually more. For two years now. Managing social media {and the website (in)courage} for DaySpring, the Christian subsidiary of Hallmark. It’s the most rewarding job I’ve ever...
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by Lisa-Jo | May 11, 2012 | Blogging, Five Minute Friday, Rabid fear of parenting
On Fridays over here a group of people who love to throw caution to the wind and just write gather to share what five minutes buys them. Just five minutes. Unscripted. Unedited. Real. Your words. This shared feast. If you have five minutes, we have a writing challenge...
by Lisa-Jo | May 7, 2012 | Blogging, Cheering for you, Giveaways, Motherhood, Rabid fear of parenting
I’ve got a present for you. And it’s the kind of present you can re-gift. The Cheerleader for Tired Moms: A Collection of Posts by the Gypsy Mama If you subscribe to this here blog {and have activated your email subscription}, it will show up in the footer...
by Lisa-Jo | Apr 27, 2012 | (in)RL, Blogging, Five Minute Friday, Girlfriends
There are women who hold my heart. Because they hold it tenderly. They hold it like a treasure. They hold it with lots of trust wrapped up like so much fine, pink tissue paper. Today we are all telling our stories about what it feels like to trust a friend. And not...
