We went to Utah on Thursday night for a family reunion. It was so great to see the family. My parents, two sisters, two brothers, two in-laws, and 172 nieces and nephews. Okay, it was really just fifteen kids, it just seemed like a lot. We hiked, swam, played board games, ate lots, did lots of dishes, stayed up too late, ate too much sugar, and loved every minute of being with each other. We stayed just the right amount of time; I was sad to Continue reading “A Bit of Karma, a Bit of Mindlessness”
I’ve been thinking a lot about mastery lately. I have a book idea that’s been on my mind for two years now, but it has yet to make it out of daydreams and incomplete outlines into pages, let alone chapters. With my new SAHM gig, I thought this would be a great opportunity to apply myself, and to write this book. I have had some progress in developing the Continue reading “Mastery and Cultivation”
I’m sitting at starbucks, cold brewed coffee at hand. The first time I’ve been to a coffee shop alone in probably three and a half months. It’s a treat and I’m going to use it to my fullest ability.
I have been off work since the end of March, and I somewhat naively assumed that when I left my stressful job and got to stay home every day Continue reading “My July Health Resolutions”
Well, here it is – my second furniture refinishing project.
While I thought I was buying a vanity that qualified as an antique, according to sources from The Oracle, it would have to be over 100 years old, and antique dealers would say 150 years old. More research reveals that if it has machine made dovetails in the drawers, it was made some Continue reading “Refab #2: The Child’s Victorian Vanity – (in progress)”
My husband (brilliantly) suggested I might enjoy restoring furniture and selling it as a way to fund luxuries like lunches out with my girlfriends. This stay at home mom gig is awesome, but our budget doesn’t include a mommy or daddy allowance. His suggestion was particularly cogent because I like a good hunt for a bargain and I love turning something ugly into something beautiful (or killing myself trying).
So I started looking around for furniture to refinish, and in 10 minutes of Continue reading “Refab #1 – Furniture Rehab to Fund my Fun”
Every weekday, your dad and I wake up at 7 o’clock in the morning. Sometimes he hits the snooze button, but eventually, he gets out of bed and gets dressed. I lay there listening to the white noise machine playing nothing through the baby monitor on my bedside table. Every day your dad comes to my side of the bed on his way out. He kisses me. I tell him I love him and to have a good day, and then he goes to work.
Most days I wonder how I got to be this lucky. I am no longer defined by Continue reading “Moments with Zoe”