I don’t sew. I like to dabble in crafts, I’m teaching myself to knit… but I don’t sew. I wish I could sew, but that’s another matter entirely. The other day I caught an episode of She’s Crafty – on, like, one of three channels we get now – and the guest was Teresa Findlay of… Continue reading Dirty Laundry T-Shirt
Sometimes I’m afraid to be happy, truly thankful, when something good happens. I’m painfully aware that I haven’t been joyful through the storm and I’m ashamed of the contrast. I have often feared that God toys with me, uses me as His plaything, or if nothing else uses me as an example of what happens to disobedient children. I cringe as I… Continue reading Thankful & Unafraid
I. Love. Dessert. Now that I’m eating more healthily and shunning white sugar, I need to be more careful in the desserts I choose to make. Growing up, I couldn’t stand tapioca pudding, but when I discovered that Phil is a fan I decided to make it for him. When I tasted it, I thought,… Continue reading Chocolate Banana Tapioca Pudding
Almost every day, without fail, there is an incident that makes me question my ability as a mother. If I had a sticker chart, there would be no shiny star stickers – unless my husband were doling them out, because he holds a rosier view of me. I tell him it’s because he’s not around… Continue reading Mommying in Small Doses
I had a baby calendar for Gwendolyn when she was born, recording all of her firsts, and then some. I decided to keep putting up new calendars to record any special memories, and ended up writing down lots of funny things she has said through the year. Here are some highlights from 2010: “Sh sh baby, I… Continue reading I love you, Mommy. I love you on Thursdays.