Category: Clickety-Clack

  • Goodbye, Clickety-Clack

    Goodbye, Clickety-Clack

    Dear, Dear Readers, This is not goodbye. I repeat, this is NOT goodbye. And it’s not even au revoir. You and I will be together at my new blogging home, Sweet is the Light, which you can find at carolinerosekraft.com. We are only walking through the empty rooms (and not so empty rooms) of an…

  • The Christmas Letter that Wasn’t

    The Christmas Letter that Wasn’t

    This year I tossed around the idea of writing “a Christmas letter.” My family has never been one to send out long missives full of detailed accounts of all of our accomplishments. Maybe we had too many kids…or too few accomplishments. 😉 Maybe it just isn’t our style. But this year, I was feeling rather adult-ish…

  • Well hey, y’all!

    Well hey, y’all!

    If you’re not following me on Facebook, you are probably wondering “where in heck” I’ve run off to. I don’t know why I never thought of posting an explanation here! Truth be told, I still adore blogging (I will probably blog my whole life!) and plan to do so more and more. The hang up…

  • I’m a Perfectly Normal Person (with Trichotillomania.)

    I’m a Perfectly Normal Person (with Trichotillomania.)

    There is something I have never told anyone outside my immediate family and a very, very small circle of friends. As a matter of fact, as I once heard a little girl say, “I haven’t even told myself.” Or, I hadn’t until not long ago. Turns out, “telling myself,” and then others, was the absolute…

  • who is invited?

    who is invited?

    When I was about seventeen, I was attended a soiree. That’s right, not a party—a soiree. “Who is invited?” I had asked. My brother and sister who were sure the invitation included me, though that wasn’t completely evident. They were friends of the family hosting the event and I was an acquaintance of theirs. I put on…

  • in which I’m sheltered, close-minded and old-fashioned

    in which I’m sheltered, close-minded and old-fashioned

    It’s 2015 and I’m staying up late with the sixteen year old brother discussing people who go through sex changes. Sixteen would be an appropriate time to discuss appropriate sexual desires (preferably with my dad!) but this? It’s frustrating that this is even a topic. It’s frustrating that he’s not even on social media, he…

  • in which I become an aunt!

    in which I become an aunt!

    My sister delivered a perfect gift from God yesterday! She did an exceptional job and she and Baby are both doing great. We are on Cloud 9! Thank you to those who prayed. -Aunt Everly

  • how to be the fairest of them all

    how to be the fairest of them all

    I open the box the mailman just delivered and begin to grin. I pull out a beautiful bronze necklace and hold it up for my sisters to see. I think it’s charming, so I plan tomorrow’s outfit around it. I wear my new necklace to the office, post it on Instagram. The jewelry, along with the…

  • random thoughts, 2007-style

    Remember when blogs were described as “online journals”? I do. I’ve been blogging since 2007 and I have gone through as many phases on my blog as I have in my personal life. Remember the peasant skirt phase? How about the side bangs phase? Remember the phase where we only really listened to Train and…

  • Happy Birthday, Daddy!

    Happy Birthday, Daddy!

    I wrote a little tribute to my dad on Instagram for his birthday, and then I decided I should share it here. My dad is truly the best! So thankful to my Heavenly Father for my Daddy! This is my dad. It is pretty hard to catch him in front of the camera, but I found this shot…

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