Jessie Peele
The Divorce Cat
I said I’d never get a cat.
As a self-declared cat-hater, I swore there would never be one in my home.
Except for one random Sunday afternoon I ended up inviting over a lady with a...
10 Reasons to Visit Carrollton, Georgia
I remember when he got the job offer.
He'd applied sort of on a whim, for a job at a college in a town we'd never heard of. A dot on a map I'd never...
Happy Stick, Mad Stick
If you've read any of my posts by now, it's no secret I am a single mama to three littles...a single mama who also works full time as a third-grade teacher.
So when the last...
When a Runner is Sidelined
When I first strapped my left foot into the boot, I was told I'd be back for another x-ray in two-and-a-half weeks.
My first thought was HOW IN THE WORLD AM I GOING TO GO...
The In-between
I'll never forget the boom-boom-boom of the sonogram machine.
The heartbeat was there, but I immediately knew it was slow. Too slow, for a baby toward the end of its first trimester.
The look on the...
Living Intentionally, without Resolutions
There's nothing quite like the sight of a fitness center during the first couple weeks of January.
No place to park, no empty cubbies to store keys, and every cardio machine is taken by a...
Want, Need, Wear, Read
I used to be a "wanna-be-Pinterest-mama."
I'd Pinterest all the things, especially around holidays and birthdays. I'd pin away and attempt to recreate, and holidays/birthdays became these keeping-up-with-the-Joneses extravaganzas.
Fast-forward to now, a now that has...
Painting with the Colors I Have Been Given
She sat down to paint her rainbow.
“But I’m missing some colors,” she said.
“No, you’re not.” He replied.
“I really am! I am here to paint my rainbow, so I need red, orange, yellow, green, blue,...
A Paper Plate Season
Crunch, crunch, crunch.
It was the sound of my trio and me leaving the house before the sun rose on a Tuesday morning. And that glorious crunch-crunch-crunching? It was my wedges walking along a sea...
Lasagna, Also Known as Pizza Casserole
Do you ever manipulate the truth with your kids?
Or fib a little?
Or reword things?
Or sometimes just flat out lie?
No? Just me?
Well, I have no shame in my stretching-the-truth-game. Because #survival. And because #mamaknowsbest.
Case in...