Let’s Be Real.

I’m not as funny as I think I am.

But in my 5’3″ frame, I possess the sarcastic wit of Chandler Bing combined perfectly with dry charm of April Ludgate–all hiding the caring and hilariously random heart of Phoebe Buffay. That side comes out if I know you or am being brave from behind a computer screen or have had a margarita. Wait, am I allowed to talk about margaritas in public if I love Jesus? I don’t know. Maybe.

Anyways, my humility clearly speaks for itself, and if I’m a third as funny as I think I am, you might laugh or just roll your eyes.

Either way I hope you’re encouraged to stay and scroll awhile or encouraged to go find another corner of the Internet that will make you laugh–no hard feelings because I’ll probably never know.

I’m glad you stopped by! I hope if you stay, we can all learn to laugh more, dream bigger, and love better.

~ Sarah

Start here if you’re curious to know more about the heart behind Laughing As I Go. Spoiler Alert: It’s not a blog where I imagine we’re sitting down having a nice chat over coffee because I don’t like coffee.



Christmas Lights

I’m the most unlike Christ when I’m driving. Put me behind a wheel, and I become entitled, impatient, and angry. I guess those emotions are always inside me, but that’s a topic for another day. This week I was driving to a friend’s house and used Apple Maps which was my first mistake. Never use …