So, on my trip to Michael's the other day, I came close to meeting my goal and only bought a few things other than the picture frame i needed. Really. I promise. I got a few picture frames (they were buy one get one free . . . I got a few, and now I... Continue Reading →
No Use in Crying over a Spilt Smoothie
Our usual morning routine is to get the kids eating breakfast, which includes a small glass of smoothie, while the Husband and I get organized for the day. For some reason, a long time ago, the Husband and I thought it would make the smoothie more "fun" for the kids (read get them to drink... Continue Reading →
Finishing Touches
Coupled with my desire to clean up/out my house is a desire to really make it our "home". Or, as my daughter would say "Mommy, you need to put on the finishing touches". One of these little touches that I want to add to my kitchen is a framed copy of one of my family's... Continue Reading →
“You’re Done With That?”
This morning, my daughter sat on the steps leading down to our basement watching me shovel piles of soon to be discarded ephemera amassed over the last 20 years into garbage bags, questioning why I was getting rid of so many "treasures". "Why, Mommy?" She asked. "Is it because you've had it for long enough?"... Continue Reading →
On Memory Keeping
Ten years ago, a project at work threw me headlong into the world of "memory keeping" (aka scrapbooking). Through my new-found obsession, I met a TON of amazing and wonderful women inducing the ever-inspirational Rozanne and the incredible Agnes. Under the guidance of Rozanne, and in the company of Agnes, I started my first organized scrapbook in February... Continue Reading →
Back to those peaches . . .
So, I may have purchased about 2 dozen peaches at the farmer's market on Sunday. And as much as I do giggle every time he says it, I didn't feel the need to hear the husband exclaim "The Macanaw peaches, Jerry. the Macanaw peaches" 24 times over the course of the next few days. And... Continue Reading →
And so it begins . . .
"Bravery doesn't mean living through something hard . . . Bravery is when you go against the momentum of your life and do the scary thing" said Jessica Fector in her book, Stir; My Broken Brain and the Meals that Brought Me Home Years ago, a dear girlfriend turned to me and asked when i was... Continue Reading →
Hello world!
Welcome! I wish I knew exactly what I was welcoming you to; but welcome nonetheless. I intend for this space to be a repository for my scribbles, my adventures in the kitchen, and of course, my adventures as wife and mom to two little ones. But as life ebbs and flows, who knows where this... Continue Reading →
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