So I have all these things I want to write about…but nothing comes. I have five or six posts started, things I want to chat about or am angsty about or think are funny; but, something stops me from finishing them or hitting publish. There are other things I’m finding myself postponing or avoiding. Nothing earth-shattering…I’m paying bills and feeding my kids and working…but other things, not so much.
So there’s that.
In no particular order, I don’t like the smell of: Gardenias, jasmine, rubbing alcohol, sweat, patchouli, cigarettes, rose (but the tea-rose kind of rose, I like the sweet-smelling kind of rose), bacon (but only in the context of not wanting my home or clothes to smell like bacon, it’s perfect-smelling while it’s cooking and being…
Most business days, at 10 in the morning and at two in the afternoon, since I went back to work last spring I have pumped breast milk. When I was ready for a session, I announced down the hall that I was Pumping Up The Jams so that nobody would come into my office. On…
When I was pregnant with Tobin I heard about a book called Hungry Monkey: A Food Loving Father’s Quest to Raise an Adventurous Eater. The review said it was funny, it talked about food for the baby and us, and that it was short. So I bought it. Fast forward to a couple of weeks…
I had really short hair for about a dozen years with a brief longish period when I got married the first time so I could wear it up. But, for the most part, my hair was in a pixie cut or not much longer. From 2007 until now the shortest it’s been has been a…
One of the things that has made me so happy over the almost-year of me baking decorated sugar cookies is the community around cookies. These folks are some of the nicest most giving people ever! They are give advice, share tips, encourage your work, and offer constructive criticism. Not to mention amazing talent of those…
For all of you Moms out there, think back to how achy your feet got while you were pregnant. About half way through both pregnancies, everything from my feet to my hips to my back were either sort of sore or downright painful all the time. Or maybe that was just me? Remembering that feeling, I…