My One-Sided Relationship With Adele

Two things I would never want to be: a) the president (or equiv) of any country b) a famous person of any kind Never in a million years would I want the enormous responsibility of running an entire country. And granted, there are definitely some perks of fame like traveling the world and working with some really brilliant…

My Mother

I could throw a fit when I was younger that still embarrasses me to this day. I was an only child until I was 18 so I was used to getting my way. But when I didn’t, I would work for it by screaming and slamming doors and running away from home (to the bushes…

Hi.

I talk to strangers as if they are – well, like they’re not strangers. You know, like they are people. And I wink at them, too. 😉 Here’s what I’ve noticed. Some people think it’s weird and they become incredibly uncomfortable while others don’t think anything of it. Some people are just like me! I had my…

Weathering the Storm

I love a good storm. I’ve lived in the Midwest my entire life so I’ve had plenty of exposure. There’s nothing like the adrenaline rush from standing under a swirling, heaving and swelling black sky until the very last second of safety remains, the moment dutifully signaled by the hair on my arms and neck rising to attention. And the confusing…

Crossing Paths

I’m continually amazed by life’s surprises, both good and bad. Two seconds of eye contact with another person can save their life. One second of looking at your phone while driving and can take someone’s life. One conversation can lead to new friendship just as one phone call can deliver heart-breaking news. You never know what…

Superheros

“Damn, girl! Did you see that? It’s from being a mom.” I actually said these phrases to a friend at work today after I caught something before it hit the floor. Then with dramatic flair I mimicked catching imaginary items at lightening speed and said, “Catch the Sippy. Boom! Catch the Binki. Boom!” Then we exchanged a…

#soundbites @nelbelltells

In June of 2015, I started tweeting some of things my kids (and occasionally adults) say with little or no context (#soundbites). Honestly, no one really sees them until my tweets are fed to my Facebook page. All you get is the sound of crickets on my Twitter feed – unless you follow me and help liven…

Divine Inspiration & Sloppy Joes

My friends tell me I have ADHD. I prefer to think of it as divine inspiration. The most random statements can send me off on a wild tangent, leaving me chasing thought after thought, usually to some philosophical end. Lately, a sloppy joe recipe has made me sentimental. I know, I’m a mess. (Ha! No pun intended.) I’ll get…

Sloppy Joes (recipe)

I ran a small faith-based community center for college students during my early 20s. One of my duties was preparing lunch one day a week for the university students and faculty. We would serve anywhere from 20 to 50 people in exchange for a free-will offering each Wednesday. One of the recipes in my rotation was Sloppy Joes….

Letting Go

When I was five, I wanted to be a vet like every other 5-yr-old. As I grew older, I realized I don’t really like animals. Eh, my plans changed. When I was a teenager, my plan was to become a teacher; and I was dead set against marrying until I was at least 30, if I…

Vulnerability

“I’m so glad you’re writing again.” It’s a statement I’ve heard countless times since getting this (my third) blog up and running. “I am, too,” is always my sincere response; however, these conversations always hit me gently in the gut because they remind me people are actually reading my thoughts. People I don’t know and…

Are They Chewy?

I’m a pretty realistic girl. Although I don’t go out of my way to bring up topics that might make others uncomfortable (except for this post, heh heh), not much can make me blush. I don’t use cutesy names for body parts and my kids don’t think the stork delivers babies. Having said that, I’ve been…