Hi! My name is Meredith and I’ve been working on a really fun project for Lysa. Since she’s busy today, I thought it would be a good time for me to take over the blog and make this little announcement.

Do you ever find yourself sitting in the car pool line waiting or at the doctor’s office just wishing you had something better to read than last month’s magazines?

Well I’ve got some fun news for you today … we have just released the Lysa TerKeurst phone app!

Lysa rolls her eyes every time we talk about this project but I keep telling her it’s super cool and very useful. You can access all Lysa’s blogs, her Facebook and Twitter accounts and see where she’s speaking next all while you’re waiting in the carpool line!
Or waiting at the Dr’s office
Or waiting in line at the grocery store
Or waiting to fall asleep
Or … you get the point.

All you have to do is search “Lysa TerKeurst” in the App store and download it. It’s totally FREE and designed to inspire and encourage you wherever you might find yourself spending your time.

And since I’m trying to convince Lysa apps are really cool, will you share other apps you love in the comments section today? She doesn’t have any apps on her phone! Zip. Zero. She’s going to be shocked people actually use and like this new kind of modern technology.

If you’ve been hanging out here on my blog long, you know for years I’ve been talking about wanting a home office. I mean it’s been cool trying to share with my man-cub a small little space in the back of our den that was supposedly the “home office.”

But when a girl has to trip over 16 fishing poles, a box of worms, and an array of other contraptions with death hooks protruding from them, it just doesn’t inspire the creative flow.

Now don’t get me wrong, I love some fishing now. I do. When I’m sitting in a boat and there are fish waiting eagerly to be caught, I’m all about the poles, hooks and worms.

But, I just don’t want to look at all that stuff when I’m trying to write blog posts and books. For women.

I wanted my space to be clean. Fun in a feminine but not too girly way. And smell like flowers, not fish.

So, my next attempt was to write from my sticky farm table. Which works well if you fancy grease stains on every single one of your important papers along with a little jelly on the side. Because my people, they actually like to eat at the table. Imagine that?

And then there was the stint where I turned a corner of my bedroom into my office. I sat on my bed. I had a garage sale book shelf next to my bed. And little piles that multiplied like rabbits in the springtime.

But then when people would come to the house I’d try to hide all those piles and lose things. Little things like contracts. Lovely.

So when my grown son got an apartment this year, I got an idea. And this idea was clean, fun, and smelled like flowers!

Yes, indeed! Finally after 18 years of ministry, I finally have a real office in my home.

Tada!!!!!

A big huge thank you to my friend, Tina, who knows how to stretch a penny and make things look pretty.

If you have some decorating questions, ask away. Tina has agreed to hop over here and answer some of your questions.

She’s so smart y’all! And thrifty. And hip.

Oh and just in case you are curious…

The curtains, desk, and chairs are from IKEA.

The accessories and lamp are from Marshalls.

The little piles of work are from me still not being as organized as I need to be yet.

One thing at a time people. One thing at a time.

Happy Monday!

Just thought it might be time to lighten the mood a tad over here and talk hair. I’ve learned a couple of profound lessons I’d like to share. If you follow me on face book or twitter you already know where I’m headed. Go ahead and roll your eyes in love. I’d roll my eyes too.

Anyhow.

Lesson number 1: If you have the wisdom gift of a few grey hairs starting to sprout, it is okay to color them in with a Sharpie marker. Or leave them if you love them.

Lesson number 2: If you decide to go all out and use actual hair dye, remember a crucial fact. Do not wash the dye out while taking a bath. Yes, I did. And I seriously doubt I qualify to be a grown up sometimes. Honestly, this is not the tan you want.

Lesson number 3: I honestly think women are most beautiful and effective when they are closest to the way God created them. I do. My friend Shari said this one time and I completely agree. Embrace the beauty in His creation of you. Of course me dying my hair darker so I could quit coloring the grey with black sharpie markers doesn’t really fit that little theory. But it works otherwise.

Okay, your turn. Give us your best hair tips. Or worst disasters. Or whatever else you want to add to our little hair chat.