Kiddo’s First Curse Word
Today, Parenting, Illustrated with Crappy Pictures blogged about accidentally teaching a curse word to her youngest. At the close of the post she asked, “Do you have a swearing story?” Continue Reading →
formerly Flotsam and Jetsam — Thoughts that float through my head like so much detritus
Today, Parenting, Illustrated with Crappy Pictures blogged about accidentally teaching a curse word to her youngest. At the close of the post she asked, “Do you have a swearing story?” Continue Reading →
I really want to give massive kudos to my daughter. A few years ago, she started to feel really overwhelmed at Christmas — as an only child, she was getting Continue Reading →
Crafting [check] I now have a stack of mug-mats (coaster-sized mini-quilts) for the Libraries Craft Fair on Wednesday and packaged about 50 sets of Reindeer Noses and Holly Berries (30 Continue Reading →
Many years back, I bought a cheap orange hairband with green leaves and a bit of ribbon for vine. I get compliments every year when I wear it to work Continue Reading →
Kiddo is out running the yard sale with two of her friends. We told her she could keep the money she made from whatever she sells today (in theory, splitting Continue Reading →
One of my friends likes to say, “Nothing like a house fire to ease into simplifying.” Reading a book about clutter-busting and also finding something I printed about clutter, I Continue Reading →
As a kid, I made the trek to Alberta and back several times with my family. As an adult, I went back once more on the road and once more Continue Reading →
Most of the work on the Hobbit-inspired playhouse has been done by Mike — I’ve helped here and there but for the most part, it’s been his labour of love Continue Reading →
That’s the sound of my week disappearing under my feet. Even today, a day off, seemed to vanish. In part, due to the ridiculous location of the cabin air filter Continue Reading →
I got crafty today after I did some overdue mending including a pretty rough job of darning a couple of holes in the sleeves of my favourite sweater. First, I Continue Reading →