about me

In the time since I started The Fulcrum Chronicles, I’ve made another trip around the block. I’ve gone from being a rookie, to a veteran pastor’s wife, to a former pastor’s wife (still married to the same dude, he’s still a reverend, but he’s opted out of paid ministry). Our family has had five different addresses, I’ve changed careers, my boys have grown a thousand inches, I’ve been through one major health scare but emerged… a little banged up, but thankful times a million.


  • We live in the San Francisco Bay Area, and root for sports teams accordingly.
  • Cleaning my closet helps me relax.
  • I’ve been learning to cook for 20 years, and one of these days, I’m going to get the hang of it.
  • I met one of my childhood idols, Tom Brokaw when I was a college journalism student and have this photo to prove it:


Is this your first time to The Fulcrum Chronicles? Welcome! I’ve written about: puzzles, sunscreen, playgrounds, white pants, pumpkins, morph suits and sexy Abraham Lincoln costumes, boredom, baseball, camping and not camping, the Container Store, reasonableness, turning 40, and Amelia Earhart, among other things. Your guess is as good as mine about what’s coming next.

WTFC? Or, Why The Fulcrum Chronicles?” Every day is a teeter totter. (Remember teeter totters and all the ways you could get hurt on one?) There’s that point on the teeter totter where the plank balances. I’m no scientist or playground engineer, but I’m pretty sure that point is called the fulcrum. I like to think that’s right where God is. Maybe smiling at us as we travel up and down, pushing off the ground with our feet, and then helping us out when we get trapped for an agonizing minute by the big kid on the other end, and maybe giving that kid a stern look. It’s fun, scary, and slightly nauseating, but not a ride if we don’t have the fulcrum.

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Colleen Weems


14 thoughts on “about me

  1. girlmeetspaper says:

    I just found your blog tonight, thanks to Freshly Pressed, and I just love it! Have spent some time reading the “classic posts I may have missed.” 🙂

    So awesome to see another God-lover being real and funny, reaching me right where I am. Thanks!

  2. according2cat says:

    Wow, you are writing about me back in the late 80’s, early 90’s. I had to crack up, because I always said, “I can’t sing and I love rap music.” It ended up being a long and tragic journey for us, which I won’t bore you with except to say, I’m glad I stumbled upon this blog. I think it will be very refreshing and might help me find my way back to church. I never lost my way with God, but The Church, well, now, that’s where my story is…I just have to have the courage to write it. Thanks for sharing your life here. I’m going to just camp out a while…not in a creepy way…if you don’t mind.

    • Jennifer Butler Basile says:

      As is the rest of your blog. That’s why I’d like to nominate you for The Versatile Blogger Award. If you need more info, visit my blog. Thanks for good reads always!

  3. Mary Richardson says:

    As another Pastor’s Wife of a slightly different generation, and of a similar mindset (Rock and roll, the KFOG variety, instead of rap), one of my fevorite Seminary moments was on Geneva Terrace at the post-baccalaureate-beer-bash. Contemporary dee-jayed music was playing loudly, and all these future pastors (male and female) and future pastor’s wives were rocking out, singing along with music that was totally unfamiliar to me, and just being as authentically sassy as anyone can be. Not only was it fun, it was hope for the future of the church!

  4. mymagic100 says:

    I’m so happy to have found your blog via “Freshly Pressed”! I have to echo “Girls Meets Paper’s” sentiments… your voice is real and engaging. Blessings to you on your journey–I’m excited to follow along…

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