When The Cat Pukes on Your Planner-Thoughts on Messy Signs From God




I know what you’re probably thinking to yourself…EW- who would ever write about cat puke on  anything, let alone their planner.

Well, friends, welcome to my world. It’s a place that is fun to visit, but if you are queasy, you do not want to live here with me. Quite honestly, I think God has unique ways of communicating with His children. I know that for me, when there is a point to be made or a lesson that I need to learn, God clearly shares when His ways and my ways are not in alignment. Sometimes this is a messy lesson for me.


The Unanticipated Journey and Roots of Planner Boot Camp



Here is a bit of the back-story if  you are wondering what all the talk about Planner Boot Camp is… You might want to grab a cuppa for this post. It’s a long one. But, well worth your time. Trust me.

During 2014 I connected with  my first Facebook Group of Planner People, and let me tell you I felt like I had come home! If you do not know what Planner People are, imagine a cross between Belle (Beauty and The Beast) and Rabbit (Winnie the Pooh). Because Planner People usually have their nose in a book, and are planning and tracking everything under the sun that can possibly be planned or tracked.  More

Keep Calm and Plan On…



It would only seem reasonable that I had to write a poem about planning… so this tumbled out of me and found it’s way into my journal during the last week of Planner Boot Camp. I dedicate this to all my Planner Peeps!

As we celebrate the end of the 1st Official Planner Boot Camp, I have a drawing for my PBC Graduates for a Planner Goody Pack (Rafflecopter #1) and a separate drawing for a “Keep Calm and Carry On” journal open for ALL (Rafflecopter #2)!

Keep Calm and Plan On…and one more thing…be sure and Journal the Journey! 


Learning to Roll With What Comes


“The people and circumstances around me do not make me what I am, they reveal who I am” Laura Schlessinger

I am sitting on a suitcase wearing the hand-knit burgundy poncho my grandmother made for me. At the best of my 2nd grade ability I packed by myself, for myself, anticipating a weekend with the one man in my life, who was becoming more a stranger as the days went on. First the move from our home, then the change of schools, then the weekend visits- which were dwindling from occasional to once in a while. I can’t recall exactly what I packed inside the suitcase, but my Mrs. Beasley doll was by my side. I know I’ve repressed a lot of the pain wrapped in these memories, of the step-father who promised to pick me up each Friday only, to face the reality that he wasn’t showing up again. My mother shuffled me back in the house and into the world of my Barbies I’d go. I remember the tension in the air. The unspoken hostility. Children sense the anger of adults, but perceive all as somehow their own fault.


Planner Love & The Illusion of Control (Planner Boot Camp Post 1)


The first Planner Boot Camp is underway with 96 participants to my awe and amazement. I want to thank all of those who have enrolled for your confidence (silly wabbits) in me and thanks to my friends at APA for the support and love. Use Guys Is My Peoples! I am overwhelmed in the response and had hoped to pilot this adventure back in November/December, but the car accident on October 31 threw a wrench into those plans. So here we are kicking off the first PBC full speed ahead.


If you were unable to enroll in this session, consider yourself lucky…I can work out all the quirks with this first round of guinea pigs and have it all fine tuned before the next round! Consider reading my Planning with Purpose series– it covers a lot of the ground we will cover in Boot Camp! 

Those currently enrolled should receive the first e-mail with your Week 1 PBC requirements tonight (Sunday). God willing.


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