Waking to another rainy day, after a long rainy night seems to be the routine here. During my prayer time, I’m seriously concerned I’ll hear God say “build a boat.” Looking around at how the world is behaving along with the rain,…
Author: Julie Mahan
I am a Midwest girl in a Southern world, notice the funny accent. Patio dweller, police/military wife, mother, grandma and daughter of the King. Using my gift of story telling and light-hearted humor to inspire women through their hurts, habits and hang-ups.
Honey Hole
Wake, oh wake my soul the morning waits for none it whispers sweet and low until the day is done “My morning doesn’t always start early, but when it does I go out to the Patio….in my pjs.” I’d love…
An Opportunity for You to…. Stir the Pot!
“A pinch of this, a spoon of that…..I don’t have this, so I’ll use that.” Strangely, enough this describes my cooking method. Along with “put it all in one pot, and call it good.” I’m not a Food Blogger…
Waking this morning, I was almost afraid to look out the window in fear our whole backyard would be washed away or under water. While there are a few puddles, we are fortunate all our blooms and veggies are intact.…
The Honey Do, Honey Don’t List
Our patio is cramped. I have a combination of area’s; eating, lounging/fire pit and grilling all on one narrow slab of concrete. We are like most married couple’s who own a home, we have dreams, ideas, plans and ….lists. And like…
Jack of All Trades and Master of None
A couple of night’s ago, during a couch conversation, I heard a confusing marital comment from Hubs. I’d been thinking for several months that our marriage was due for a tune-up, as my emotions were starting to break-down and now this comment affirmed…
Right Where God Wants You
Mornings and evenings are slightly different around here, now that it’s just us two. However, it wasn’t that long ago that this domestic goddess ran around pulling her hair out between job’s, carpooling kid’s, cleaning up barf in the middle…
I Got No Selfie Control !
It was a hurried Friday morning in the Mahan house. I needed to start getting ready for work, but I was at my desk writing, creating and trying to beat the clock. My emotions were in a funk and had…