LIke many a mom, particularly those that spend the bulk of their time in the house or behind the wheel of a mini-van, I tend to neglect some things that I probably shouldn't, particularly if they only involve me. 

Such as haircuts. 

But the other day I finally picked up the phone to make an appointment with a hairdresser a friend had recommended. I managed to slide into a cancelation slot the next d...

When I was in elementary school, I wanted so badly to be cool and trendy and fit in with the emerging popular crowd. It was the time when leggings and matching skirts were in. The queen of trend had a black set with bright neon buttons at the waistband - it was the 80s, go with it.

I didn't own any leggings, but I did own a denim skirt and jeans. Hopefully you see where this utterly tragic line of...

During my awkward and at times unfortunately unforgettable teenage years, DC Talk hit the scene.

When my youth group would go to camp or go on mission trip we traveled in a long caravan of about seven or eight 15-passenger vans. Every single one of those vans had a tape of DC Talk's Free At Last album and we played it. Over and over again. I remember one van actually wearing out their tape and havi...