In an attempt to make the most of my extra hour today I did some purging around the house. (To be totally honest I slept through the extra hour…and maybe a couple of other hours…but THEN I wanted to be productive.) I started out innocently putting the Halloween decorations away. Then I saw the extra trick […]
No, not YOU. You, I am quite fond of. This is for my cleaning lady. Actually the full cast of cleaning ladies (and gentlemen) that have helped me out over the past 14 years. I started having someone come help me clean when my little Sprout was a wee thing and I had a new […]
I have huge weekend plans. I like to save projects and things to tackle while the kids are away. Keeps me busy and out of trouble (trouble in this case involving copious quantities of ice cream and back episodes of Parenthood, not necessarily in that order.) I have tried various methods to keep track of […]
I am generally fairly confident in the quality of my mothering. I try to be cool enough to not embarrass, yet uncool enough to maintain the appropriate levels of fear and respect that lead to compliance in areas like hygiene, safety, and some semblance of manners. My kids are turning into awesome people and we […]
I started to tell you the dripping shower saga a few weeks ago. Last weekend, I broke down and called in the big guns. No, not the plumber. My Dad. He brought tools and a plan. Gotta love a man with a plan. And tools. His plan: Use a Dremel tool to grind a new […]
My shower has a leak. Drip. Drip. Drip. My first plan of attack was to replace the shower head. I took off the old, gross one and installed a new water-saving model. When I turned the water back on, it dripped about ten times faster than before I started. Perfect. I read about what the […]
It is good to feel lost… because it proves you have a navigational sense of where “Home” is. You know that a place that feels like being found exists. And maybe your current location isn’t that place but, Hallelujah, that unsettled, uneasy feeling of lost-ness just brought you closer to it. ~Erika Harris I found […]
I have always been a fairly handy girl. I owned my own power drill in my early 20s. I have power washed my deck and worn the resulting leaf debris in my hair as a badge of honor. But now that I am a newly minted semi-single person, my Handy Girl skills seem more critical […]
It’s Spring (almost). The time of year when my inner suburban gardener always attempts to make an appearance. She is quite an enthusiastic one, that inner gardener. And this year, I made the mistake of taking her to the Philadelphia Flower Show. Now she’s all fired up to plant gorgeous things and create an oasis […]
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