I know I’m in danger of becoming obsessed, but what is a blog for if not to document everything we can’t stop thinking about? This is what’s keeping me away from all my responsibilities. When I planted them I took…
2009 Year of Pleasures #17
I always do this to myself. I always overextend myself with the best of intentions, I make myself crazy trying to meet some arbitrary goal I set for myself, I complete it, stand back with pride only to realize that…
2009 Year of Pleasures #16
I am a city girl in my heart. If Bear hadn’t come along I’m sure I would have wound up spending time in New York. This weekend we stumbled upon an area that helped satiate that yearning in me at…
Busy weekend
Four wiggly kids tempted by cake + low light = one very blurry picture Bear’s family all got together this weekend to celebrate Sally’s birthday. They only live about an hour away, but with the baby and his schedule, we…
My little backyard cutting garden
It’s done. I did it. I got everything planted that I wanted to plant, and everything is taking off and it is miraculous. I’ve had a few learning experiences along the way, for some reason I cannot seem to grow…
2009 Year of Pleasures #15
Right now I’m waiting for Atti to wake up from his nap so I can go out and grab some things I need for the backyard and some custom orders. I really hate running errands. Really hate it. And I’ll…
How can I be this sore just from picking flowers?
I wasn’t entirely productive yesterday, but I didn’t entirely slack either. I think I managed as close to a day off as I could while not making myself crazy with inactivity. It’s all because there is just no such thing…
2009 Year of Pleasures #14
Bear had a super important thing today that involved being away from home until about 9 o’clock tonight, so he suggested dropping the baby off at Grandma’s so I could have a day to get caught up around the house.…
DISASTER!!
If you take bright red wool, a white corduroy background, and highly acidic cat pee, guess what you get. I had *just* finished the binding on my beaded tree skirt, piled it on my desk while I toyed with the…
Fruits of my labors
In my moping about over the weekend (and then some) I drowned my sorrows by driving to the nearest nursery and buying myself a bunch of vegetables to plant. I had been toying around with the idea of a vegetable…