Words Matter

There are a few things that get me going more than words. They bring me up, they take me down. Real fast. So when I heard that the theme of our annual girls youth camp was “Words Matter” I was pumped.

I’ve been feeling the slightest bit lately that what I say doesn’t matter. I can talk and talk and feel like no one is listening. Surely I am not the only one. I think social media plays a big part in that feeling, when everyone is talking at each other and people rarely honestly listen.

So I went into this weekend expecting God to do great things in my heart and He did. We talked about the power of words. The Bible says that words have the power to give life and the power to kill. It’s so true, isn’t it? I shared a story with my girls this weekend about a boy in high school who called me a cow in the hallway. I have carried that with me every day of my life, believing that lie. He killed something inside of me that day. He was a boy I didn’t know; he should have held no weight in my life, but I chose to believe the label that he gave me. His words had the power to kill, and they did. Instead of replacing them with truth that God speaks into my life, I held onto them. What are the labels I’m believing that are untrue? That I am unloveable, fat, ugly, too much or not enough, weird, stupid, worthless? Those things are untrue and most definitely not from God.

One of the girls in my group said, “if the creator of me is telling me something about myself, and all these other people are telling me that I’m ugly or wrong or stupid, why would I listen to those people faster than I will listen to the one who created me?” I was struck with the simplicity and truth of that statement. The labels I am giving to myself, or the labels I believe other people give me, are NOT more powerful than the labels that God, the creator of me – my mind, my personality, my spirit, my body – gives and speaks over me daily. The Bible says that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Why would I ever believe otherwise?

I hope we can all see those lies where they are and replace them with the labels that the one who loves us the most, the one who made us and died to save us exactly the way we are… that we can listen to the things that He says about us.


Popsicle Stick Dolls




I saw this on Pinterest and literally gasped. It’s the cutest, right? So I decided to make some of my own. This is what you’ll need to make your own set of sweet little popsicle stick gals. 20130220-123956.jpg




1- A glasses case. Mine was $0.50 from the thrift store and in pretty bad shape, so I gave it a quick coat of paint and made a stripe across the top with some washi tape.

2- washi tape

3 – popsicle sticks

4 – colored pencils and a pen

And here’s how you make them!

  1. Paint one side of your popsicle sticks (pictured above)
  2. wrap one end of the stick in washi tape, leaving a small piece untaped (for the head)

20130220-124012.jpg   3. Use your pen and draw a little lady. Don’t be intimidated! It’s really just a few simple lines. Look closely at the picture below if you’re scared of drawing a lady and just copy it, line by line. Drawing isn’t too scary. I promise!20130220-124019.jpg



4. Color her in with your colored pencils. I tried using markers here, but they bled too much. I colored the tights and the hair on my gals and left their skin the color of the popsicle stick.20130220-124115.jpg

I wanted a place to keep mine so I could keep them in my purse so they’d all stay together and be easily transportable. A glasses case was the perfect place. Now my silly little gals have a home.




Spicy Turkey Meatballs and Pumpkin Curry Soup

I tend to fly by the seat of my pants when it comes to cooking. Recipes, shmrecipes (that’s super hard to say outloud, fyi). So when I got a recipe from a friend for pumpkin curry soup and I was missing like… half? the ingredients for it, I was secretly a little excited about trying a new spin on it. So here’s what I ended up with – spicy turkey meatballs and pumpkin curry soup. Slam dunk, in my book. I’ll definitely be making this again.

Spicy turkey meatballs and pumpkin curry soup


Spicy turkey meatballs and pumpkin curry soup

For the meatballs:

  • 1lb ground turkey (I used white meat and they were great, but feel free to use dark. Most turkey meatball recipes recommend dark because it’s jucier)
  • a palm-full of chopped cilantro
  • 1 Tbs soy sauce and a dash of Worcestershire
  • 3 tsp sugar
  • 1-2 pinches of ground ginger
  • 1-2 cloves of garlic (I tend to be heavy-handed with my garlic If you don’t love it… take it down to 1 clove)

1. Preheat the oven to 400 degrees.

2.Stir all the ingredients up, gently, and portion them into ping-pong ball sized meatballs. Usually about 10-12 meatballs. Seriously about the gentle part – if you stir too much, or squeeze the heck out of your turkey, it’s going to get tough.

3. Brown the meatballs on all sides because who wants a meatball that hasn’t been browned? Not this gal. (should take about 10 minutes total)

4. Stick them in the oven until they’re cooked through (7-10 minutes)

For the pumpkin curry soup:

  • 3 Tbs butter
  • 4 cloves of garlic, chopped
  • 1/2 an onion, chopped, is recommended here for people who aren’t allergic to onions (like I am!)
  • 1 Tbs red curry powder
  • 3 1/2 cups of chicken broth
  • 29 oz can of pumpkin
  • 1 1/2 cup of cream or 1/2 and 1/2
  • salt and pepper to taste

1. Melt the butter and cook the garlic (and onion, if you use it) and curry powder in the melted butter for ~5 minutes

2. Add broth, salt and pepper, and pumpkin – cover and let simmer for 30 minutes

3. Add cream or half and half and simmer for the last 5 minutes

For plating, I put the turkey meatballs in a shallow bowl, and ladled the soup all around it. SO delicious, and pretty good-lookin, if I do say so myself.

Hope you love this recipe as much as I did! Let me know if you make it and if you make any changes. I love a new twist on a recipe.


This is the sweetest little vintage book. The illustrations are so colorful and charming. I mean, look at that shop styling, and the kids’ outfits.


I’m not really a cat person (proof that I’m not a hipster) and I really think this book belongs in the hands of someone who loves vintage AND loves cats. I’ll be sad to see it go; it’s just the most adorable. Cat people, get it here.