Friday, February 27, 2015
Friday, I'm in love....
I'm in love with the Thug Kitchen cookbook. Though I will say that I find the swearing a little heavy handed. Which? Is saying something - as I do love my recipes gratuitously punctuated with profanity. But - the food is unfussy, creative, and vegetarian. There.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Monday, February 23, 2015
Around here.
OK. Around here, everybody needs to just calm down. We had a rough week - attacked by two dogs and one IT professional, tears over homework every night, destruction and despair on every front. (There was one morning of rather joyful cutting down of trees and bushes on the farm with my neighbor, Judy.)
Week of sorrow and failure over.
New week of triumph and satisfaction begins now!
Week of sorrow and failure over.
New week of triumph and satisfaction begins now!
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Hey, sweet potato!
Ooo! New color!
Isn't it delicious? Couldn't you just roast it and eat it? Maybe with a little olive oil and salt and pepper?
Isn't it delicious? Couldn't you just roast it and eat it? Maybe with a little olive oil and salt and pepper?
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
Around here....
Is it Monday already? Around here, the year is going by at the speed of light. Someone told me recently: Busy is a choice. And I continue to choose it because I feel good about the things I've chosen to be busy doing. And I might be slightly more comfortable when I'm a little too busy, when my house and my hair are a little too messy.
Plenty of time for deep thoughts while stopped at a red light.
Plenty of time for deep thoughts while stopped at a red light.
Friday, February 13, 2015
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
Around here....
Around here the fog is lavender, the turkeys are wild, and the elevator selfies are full of nine- ten- and eleven-year-olds.
Friday, February 6, 2015
Ten.
Every day in this boy's life should be as much like big mug of hot cocoa — sweet and creamy and warm — as it can possibly be. With marshmallows. If we could figure out how to get some Nutella in there, that would be great. His enjoyment of the good stuff is pure and beautiful.
Because that's how it should be. When things don't go his way, he is astonished and irate about it.
He's dreamy. Smart and wild.
And one of the most infuriating people I have ever known.
And I'm counting everyone I dated in my twenties.
They don't hold a candle to this one.
And he's ten today.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Workroom glimpse....
More accurately - outdoor photo studio update project glimpse....
Not shown: bleeding, band-aids, finished product.
Not shown: bleeding, band-aids, finished product.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Monday, February 2, 2015
Around here....
Such a mixed week it's been! Road trips, haircuts, first dance - all good. Hard lessons learned, and finding out what kind of bad ass I am: if you take money off my child, I Will call your mother. That kind of bad ass.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)