About KJoins

Child of the One True King, wife, mom, teacher...it is what it is.

how God uses my precious Kentucky mutt to reveal His unfailing love for me

thoughts by anna

If you know me at all you know my dog Piper is my life. I act like a mother with a baby. Whether that be by constantly taking candid pictures of Piper simply existing, informing all my friends (tbh anyone that will listen) of the adorable things Piper does on a daily basis or finding every excuse to bring her up in conversation you could say I am slightly obsessed. She has been my little Princess Pipey for over a year now and I can’t remember my life without her spunky presence. At 19, I had no idea how much attention a 6 week old puppy really needed. I didn’t have money or a clue about how to train a puppy, yet somehow Piper and I made it work. Things have not always been easy, but they have always been SO worth it. I would not trade the memories or…

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HOUSE CENTIPEDES ON THE MOVE

A little creepy…

What's Bugging You?

By Arthur V. Evans

One of my favorite non insect arthropod species is a fleet-footed fellow no more that one and a half inches long and has racing stripes down its back. Surrounded by a blur of legs in full stride, the house centipede, Scutigeracoleoptrata, looks more spider and less centipede as it motors up a wall, along a sidewalk, or across the kitchen floor.

House centipedes are probably native to the Mediterranean region and have been accidentally transported to many parts of the world. In Tasmania, they are known as the “domestic quickfoot.” These curious animals are well-established across much of the warmer regions of North America, but have managed to penetrate cooler, less hospitable regions in the north by adapting to life indoors.

Outside, house centipedes are at home in the cool, dark, moist recesses of rocks, trees, and leaf litter. They are equally well suited…

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10 Top Tips for Parents of Teen Boys!

15304392_10154486145241130_4933238415767947997_oHow many times have you heard “Oh, you have teenagers! I’m so sorry” or “The teenage years are so hard—I’ll be praying!” I’m sure you could give many examples of comments and advice you’ve received from those who have gone before.

We currently have two teenagers in our home and two kids fast approaching the teen years. In looking back and remembering some of the things I read and heard about teenagers, I guess I always expected my kids to go to bed on their twelfth birthdays the sweet, loving, carefree children I had known to that point and wake up on their thirteenth birthdays acne-filled, moody, rebellious semi-adults I didn’t know anymore.

So for all of you naysayers and fearful parents of preteens, let me lay down some truth: I love the teenage years! In fact, I think this is my favorite stage of raising kids so far. Yes, my…

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Far from “uneducated”

Worthy of your time.

life on this side of the fence

If you watched any of the recent presidential election results, you may have noticed a recurring theme.  As traditionally blue states turned red, a common phrase heard among reporters was that the “uneducated rural community” had made a larger turnout than what was expected.  As a member of the rural community, which is quite educated might I add, I saw a few things wrong with this statement.

First, the political affiliations of a certain group of people should in no way merit the assumption of education, or lack thereof.  In a society that claims to be open to all walks of life and discourages the labeling of cultural groups, I felt that the way rural voters were viewed was quite misguided.

Secondly, the definition of “uneducated” is the lack of education.  Nowhere in that definition do I see that the lack of an Ivy League education or a formal college…

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