Did I mention....

Did I mention that my business fell off a cliff and then went into orbit? Maybe I should have mentioned that. Speaking of which, fifty-five of these beauties just went to Hyatt House. I KNOW!

Pointe shoes.

Go away.

Sometimes you just have to go away. And walk for miles, drink wine with old friends, sleep late and eat french toast with berries and mascarpone. Things seem a bit more manageable now.

Thursday. Already?

Seems like yesterday was Monday and now it's Thursday and I've missed you so.
But I've been dealing with a special needs child who has become especially needy and I've been going to meetings and hearing things about the spectrum and cognitive inflexibility and reading books called The Explosive Child (Which I keep calling The Exploding Child. Hm? Yeah.) and learning about techniques called The Nurtured Heart Approach and other such loveliness.
Plus, it's allergy season and that has introduced a whole new set of nasal sprays and inhalers to the household. When did life become so complicated?
Also, I won an election by creating an air of inevitability, not unlike Mitt Romney. It really works!
And I moved the compost heap. I don't think you heard me: I Moved the Compost Heap.
Here's a helpful list of things that do not readily decay:
Avocado pits
Pistachio shells
Any part of the pineapple
Tennis balls
Live mice.

Oh, it's Monday (again). Wise words from SuspectShoppe, via ScoutieGirl.

Around here....

Friday, I'm in love....

I'm in love with The Making of Red Fox over on Dolan Geiman's blog.

Yea!

Time to go shopping!

Aren't they lovely? They've just shipped off to the Boulder Arts & Crafts Gallery (in the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder). So you'll have to go there to get one!

If you're not in Boulder, you can get one over in my shop.....

Weekend.

Spring break is all done and now it's time to go back to school, back to the grind.....I can't wait for summer. (There. I said it.)

Last night I had a dream about running downhill. It felt really good and I think it's going to be a happy and productive week.

Run downhill, lovies!

California poppies on the Grapevine at seventy miles per hour.

We are home after a quick trip to LA to visit good friends. The kids are in full pajamas-cereal-cartoons vacation mode and I'm in full let's-go-out-in-the-garden vacation mode.