Kate’s Blog – Page 130

Political Preoccupation

Preschooler, quite exasperated: Mommy, you talk about ‘Bama’ too much. Point taken.

After a four hour wait (yes, four hours!), I cast my vote during Georgia’s advanced voting today. While waiting in the interminable line, I read a book, briefly chatted with my mom, and I prayed. I hadn’t planned on praying, but I finished my book, and a long wait was still ahead of me. IRead the whole post >>

Make a Great "Rumpkin"

I decided to forgo the messy, orange bottoms this year and make pumpkin magnets crafted from foam for the grandparents instead, but last Halloween we made rumpkins. They were a big hit. Here’s how to make your own.

The Corn Maze and the Pumpkin Patch

It’s become an annual tradition to head to Uncle Shuck’s to wander through the corn maze, to find the perfect pumpkin, to savor October in Georgia, and to spend time with family. Now I’m going to bore you with some pictures from our Saturday fun: Our little cowgirl Madeline and some of my cousins whoRead the whole post >>

All Saints’ Day Party

As a cradle Catholic, I’m a collector and admirer of saints. I have an envelope brimming with holy cards depicting these faithful followers of God, and I often turn to myriad saints during certain situations in my life. I’ve, of course, whispered a prayer to St. Anthony when I’ve lost something. I’ve prayed often toRead the whole post >>

I’m a wife, mom of five kids, writer, speaker, storyteller, bibliophile, runner, eating disorder survivor, and perfectionist in recovery. I'm the author of Getting Past Perfect: Finding Joy & Grace in the Messiness of Motherhood and Weightless: Making Peace With Your Body.

I’ve tried a lot of things in my life – anorexia, bulimia, law school, teaching aerobics, extended breastfeeding, vegetarianism, trying to be perfect and failing miserably at it – and through it all I’ve been writing. And learning to embrace the messiness of life instead of covering it up, making excuses for it, or being ashamed of my brokenness or my home’s sticky counters.

Nowadays I’m striving every single, imperfect day to strike a balance between keeping it real and keeping it joyful.