The Monolith.
I’m so scattered right now. My kitchen looks like a bomb went off. My basement looks just as shitty because of the re-arranging of the kitchen. Okay. A friend offered me a cabinet. He sent me...
View ArticleChimney Fire.
Last night, I was laying in bed with the baby, waiting for Rain to come back so that we could watch 30 Rock. Actually, I was delibrately staying awake even though I was exhausted, because I thought he...
View ArticleBefuddled: To The Max.
I’m alive, I swear. I seem to have dropped off the edge of the blogosphere the last couple months, seemingly since finishing the bathroom. This isn’t for lack of wanting to write, it’s just been a lack...
View ArticleWhat’s New, Pussycat?
Oh, hi there *wwwwwwwink* How’s everyone keeping along, these days? It’s been a few days since my last post.. so I figured I should get my act together and write all y’all. I’m in the process of...
View ArticleA Work in Progress: Complete
If we’re friends on Facebook, you probably saw the picture I posted yesterday of a lil’ painting I just finished for a friend in Nashville. I follow her blog, and you should too.. she’s hilarious. The...
View ArticleHow Not to get Punched Out by a Tattoo Artist.
With my arrival back to work imminent, I’ve obviously been thinking about the people I work on. The regulars are fantastic, and you really build friendships with people, some long lasting, because what...
View ArticleMiniature Rainbow Cakes and the Absolute Worst Icing Ever.
The Winkinator (Cordelia) is going to turn a year old in a month. I can’t believe it. Time flies when you’re stationary with a baby on your boob. This year, aside from being the wink’s first, shall be...
View ArticleSaying Goodbye to Yourself.
I’ve been feeling rather uninspired, friends. I seem to have hit a bit of a roadblock with my blogging, as of late. Not for lack of wanting to write, but having the lack of time to do so. Dishes,...
View ArticleWhenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown, and things seem hard or tough..
It’s been a hell of a week, folks. From our basement flooding, to vehicle changes.. to discovering one of my portfolio’s and some artwork were damaged in the flood, along with a box of very expensive...
View ArticleReunited and it Feels so Goooooooooood
YOU THERE! yes, YOU! I’ve missed you. Talk about hectic. The last couple weeks have been crazy, with tree planting (which my now healing, itchy, sun burned back isn’t thanking me for, but my soul is),...
View Article“What kind of animal excrement should I grow my food in?”
SEEDS AND SHIT! A match made in heaven. If you’re new to gardening, the thought of growing your food in… well.. feces, is probably a little hard to handle. Your plants won’t think so, though. Composted...
View ArticleLife, is what happens when you make plans.
Ohhhhh shit! Holy smokes, almost a month has passed since I wrote a blog. Yikes. I remember when I started my blog, almost a year ago, how diligent I used to be. Oh how the times, they are a changin’....
View Article“SALE SALE SALE! Everything must go!”…Mostly to the dump and the donation bin.
We’ve decided to sell the house. It’s time for a change. A big one. None of us are happy where we are, especially after realizing the limitations that the bylaws around here give us. We need more...
View ArticleHappy Anniversary! A list of fantastic searches that brought us together.
Well congratulations to you and I, on spending a year together in the blogosphere. Writing my blog has been a truly positive experience, and one that I’ve really enjoyed thus far. Funny enough, I...
View ArticleMy Treacherous Trek up Laundry Mountain
Day One. Dear Diary, The hike to the top of laundry mountain began today. I’m not sure whether or not to be optimistic, or terrified. One thing is for sure, I’ve come too far to stop now. Hoping my...
View Articlea state of stuckness.
Dear Friend, I’m so out of sync with writing consistently, that I don’t even know what to write about. So, I suppose I’ll just write about where I’m at. A couple weeks ago I was experiencing...
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