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09/04/2026

Homemade Chamomile Oil 🌼

I know I’ve talked about this one before, but chamomile oil is still one of my favorite little jars to keep on hand. It’s simple to make and useful for so many things.

A few reasons I love it:
• Soothes dry, irritated & sensitive skin
• Helps calm minor redness & inflammation
• Wonderful for massaging tired, tense muscles
• Moisturizes & softens skin
• That gentle chamomile scent sure does make for a calming bedtime routine after these busy school days
• One of my favorites to massage into my neck & jaw when tension starts creeping in

To Make:
Fill a clean, dry jar about 1/2-3/4 full with dried chamomile flowers. Cover completely with your choice of carrier oil (I like olive, jojoba or sweet almond) making sure the flowers stay fully submerged.

Seal and let infuse in a warm, dark place for 4–6 weeks, giving it a gentle shake every few days. Strain well, bottle & store in a cool, dark place.

Quick Method: Place the jar in a warm water bath over very low heat for 2–4 hours, making sure no water gets into the oil. Cool, strain & bottle.

A little note: Always use fully dried chamomile to help prevent moisture and spoilage. For external use only & patch test first.

Simple ingredients and a little patience.

This isn’t medical advice; just sharing a little something that works well for me. Check with your healthcare provider if you have questions about whether it’s appropriate for you.

08/31/2026

If we pay careful attention, Dolly basically left us a manual for living life to its fullest. šŸ¤

And I think homemade pie fits somewhere in there.

Homemade Egg Custard Pie

• 4 eggs, room temperature
• 3/4 c sugar
• 2 c milk
• 1/4 stick butter, melted but not hot
• Splash of vanilla
• Sprinkle of nutmeg
• 1 pie crust, homemade or frozen & thawed

1. Preheat oven to 450°F.
2. Combine all ingredients in a medium bowl.
3. Place greased pie dish on baking sheet.
4. Fit your pie crust into the dish and fork the edges.
5. Carefully pour half of the custard mixture into the crust.
6. Here’s the catch āž”ļø go ahead and place the pie dish, baking sheet and all, onto the oven rack.
7. Once it’s safely in the oven, pour in the remaining custard. Much easier than carrying a sloshing-full pie across the kitchen, and it saves your sanity. šŸ˜‰
8. Bake at 450°F for 10 minutes, then lower temp to 325°F.
9. Continue baking for about 30 minutes, or until the custard is set.

Optional: Sprinkle with a little extra nutmeg after removing from the oven.

Simple ingredients. An old-fashioned pie. The kind of thing worth slowing down for. šŸ¤

There are some people you somehow believe will just always be here. Dolly was one of those people for me. Whether you we...
08/25/2026

There are some people you somehow believe will just always be here. Dolly was one of those people for me.

Whether you were a fan of country music or not, it almost didn’t matter. Dolly Parton transcended music, generations, backgrounds, and so many of the things that tend to divide us. She was simply a class act!

Growing up singing along to her songs, listening to her stories, laughing at her wit, and eventually realizing how much wisdom she shared along the way, I don’t think I understood just how much of an impact she had on my own life until now.

Dolly taught us to ā€œfind out who you are and do it on purpose,ā€ and goodness, did she ever. She reminded us not to get so busy making a living that we forget to make a life, and that if we want the rainbow, we have to put up with a little rain.

But more than anything, she lived it. Filled with poise and grace, she lived a life that we can all learn from.

She showed us that kindness and strength could coexist. That you could stand firmly in who you are while leaving room for others to do the same. That success didn’t require forgetting where you came from, and being taken seriously never required taking yourself too seriously.

And through it all, she gave music, laughter, wisdom, books, opportunities, hope, and so much of herself.

We often say to leave the world better than you found it. Few people have embodied that more completely than Dolly.

Maybe that’s why her passing feels harder than I ever expected. It feels like losing someone who had simply always been there.

I keep thinking of George Jones asking, ā€œWho’s gonna fill their shoes?ā€ For Dolly, the answer is simple. No one!

Maybe shoes like hers were never meant to be filled. Maybe they were meant to leave footprints for the rest of us to follow.

The world is better because she was here, and a little less sparkly without her.

I Will Always Love You, Dolly. šŸ¦‹

08/24/2026

I pass by this field every day. Some days, multiple times a day.

But tonight, it stopped me in my tracks.

Maybe it was the light. Maybe the quiet. Or maybe I just needed the reminder that in the busyness of life, it’s just as important to slow down long enough to actually notice it.

The past two weeks have been busy. A different kind of busy.

A new school year. New routines. My oldest switching classes for the first time. My youngest settling into her own new year. I’m teaching a new grade level, in a new building, and for the first time, not in the same building as my littles.

And even with all the newness, I can genuinely say this has been the best start to a school year I’ve had. Something about this year just feels right, and I’m so thankful for that.

Still, life is busy.

Some days, the hustle is the school day.

Some days, it’s rushing from one practice to another and figuring out dinner somewhere in between.

Some days, it’s laundry, restocking the kitchen, cleaning the house, packing lunches, and catching up on everything else.

Some days, it’s staying up way too late making sure my lessons are planned just right.

Some days, it’s editing photography galleries, writing recipes, or working on the creative things I love.

And some days, very little gets crossed off the list.

I’m learning that busy doesn’t always mean I’m behind. Sometimes it simply means this season of life is full.

Full of littles growing up right in front of me. Practices and school days. Students I want to show up well for. A home that’s lived in. Work I care about and things I still love doing.

And as exhausting as this kind of full can be, there’s an awful lot in the middle of it that I once hoped and prayed my life would hold.

Maybe that’s why that field stopped me tonight.

I pass it every day while rushing somewhere. It’s always been there. I just haven’t always slowed down enough to really see it.

And maybe life is a little like that, too.

These days are moving quickly. The kids are growing. The routines will settle, the practices will come and go, and eventually this season will be one I look back on and miss.

So tonight, I stopped because a full life is a beautiful thing, but you still have to slow down long enough to see it. šŸ¤Ž

08/17/2026

Plate some supper with me. Y’all come eat!

* Don’t come for me…I used canned beans. 🫣

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