The sainted shrub did not resurrect itself this Spring. As I suspected, I had killed my birthday present to myself. The forever lusted after beautyberry bush, with its…
Fiona’s Room Reveal started yesterday. First up on the show and tell stage are the curtains. Ah the curtains. Long story short, they were a long story that…
So I have this not good thing about sewing. We all have our things. And sewing is one of mine. Sewing and I used to be like this.…
So busy these pasts couple days working to actually feel like I’m making progress. Going to do this and finding I still have to take care of that.…
It was a year ago that I declared I’d be taking care of myself more. I’d do more things For Me. Remember this photo I took at the…
My numerous aspirations and expectations and absolutes are a few of my favorite weapons of self-destruction adding to the slow but certain loss of my mind. What’s left is…
When I lived in the city, my world was Big. I had anywhere and anything I wanted right there for the taking. Art galleries and fabulous food, stores…
Again, motherhood had muddled my mind. Nap-time was upon me and again, I had a vague notion that I could be and desperately needed to be, accomplishing something,…
The baby took an unexpected nap in her highchair. I had just finished wiping down the kitchen and realized my opportunity to get to redecorating was now. Since…
Like in earlier years, the week of Martin Luther King’s Birthday holiday nearly took me out of the game. I had prepared myself for the agonizing three-day weekend.…