by Missy Stevens | Whatever
Should I tell you up front that I don’t know where this is going? Probably not. But I don’t care. I care about you, certainly, but I don’t care if this post follows any rules – writing, blogging, basic social precepts of any kind. So it’s...
by Missy Stevens | Guest Posts
You know I love the small world created by the Internet, and today my guest writer is a real life friend whom I met online. I’d seen Kim’s name on our Austin Bloggers group list, and then one day I saw her name on a volunteer list at school. I thought,...
by Missy Stevens | Family
We sing a lot at our house. Badly. That’s not entirely accurate; Mark is musically inclined. He can play the guitar and carry a tune. I cannot. But I am not deterred by my inabilities. What I lack in musical skill, I make up for in killer lyrics. I’m a...
by Missy Stevens | Family
Today’s post is from the archives. In honor of the holiday weekend, here is a piece I wrote right after Easter last year. *** I watched you search. In turns, you tried different tactics. You stood in one place, glancing in all directions, unable to decide where...
by Missy Stevens | Family, Guest Posts
Almost two years ago I was preparing to hunker down for some severe weather. And by preparing, I mean checking Twitter for my weather news. Weather Man Mark* was keeping an eye on official weather reports, but I prefer to know what the person on the street – or...