Talk is Cheap

I haven’t watched much TV this week, but the little I’ve caught has been littered with horrific commercials trying to convince the men of America that all women want is a tacky diamond heart necklace. If there is one thing I can stand by this...

Patriot

This beauty is all for me.  Another taxi tote, with near-perfect bias tape. I found this fabric at JoAnn’s a couple weeks ago and splurged on 2 yards. I had no idea what I was going to do with it, but this worked like magic.  Of course I matched my outfit to it...

Hippie Soil Machine

When Rebecca gave me this Rachael Ray trash bowl a month ago, I knew it would bring me one step closer to hippie nirvana. You stick the bowl on the counter when cooking, collect your compostable refuse and then drop it off outside to be reconsumed by Mama Nature. The...

Garden to Table

I achieved one of my long-time goals yesterday and you’d think I’d won the domestic lottery: Food from the garden to the table! Cilantro for the guacamole, to be precise. Yesterday I hosted a small staff happy hour at my house. For social acceptance...

A New Balance?

Why the goofy smile? Because yesterday was “new running shoes day!,” one of my favorites. I get new sneaks every 500 miles or so and was in great need. I can always tell when it is time to trade in a pair because my arches ache after a couple miles. (And...