Sweet Love

Off to a mountain wedding this afternoon as a guest. My unconventional addition to the gift table: Honey from my friend Jan’s hive, label, cute jar from Finny, and a honey comb drizzler.  Just wait till I become the weirdo bringing eggs to every event....

Treats

Nelson had a few friends over Saturday to celebrate his birthday. Of course he humped everything in sight, including poor sweet little Jemima Jones — who made it very clear SHE DOES NOT WANT A BOYFRIEND, THANKYOUVERYMUCH. NOWGETOFFMENELSON. The guests did,...

Boulder Yard, Stage 3

This post could also be titled: The day after I accidentally gave away the scooter.  The day the slacker landscaper didn’t show up, so I had to mow and weed wack a front and backyard by myself The day I bought a new fabulous amazing weed wacker after spending 2...

Boulder Yard, Stage 2

The haul away: What you don’t see here was one of the dumbest things I’ve done in a very long time. Also known as: the day I accidentally gave away my boyfriend’s scooter. Yep. I posted to Craigslist that I had pulled out some gardening and lawn...

Boulder Yard, Stage 1

I love me a good project — especially those that require problem solving, frugality, creativity, organization techniques and provide a place for my copious energy. Bird is away this week at a fancy conference in California. In lieu of joining him, I spent the...

Cultivating Patience

By nature, I am an incredibly impatient person. When I decide I want something, usually after considerable weighing of options and taking myself far too seriously, I want it now. Yesterday. Pronto. ASAP. GET ON IT. Funny how life doesn’t work that way. Even...