Wow, I’m getting this out halfway through January! Normally winters are a tiny bit slower for us because we’re not in active growing season, but this winter has been quite full of lots of to-do lists since we’re currently working on carrying out how to take our farm full time (as well as looking into …
How do I sum up this year? Do I even try? A pandemic. Two moves. An election. Protests. Living apart from my husband due to his work. An earthquake. Living with family. Buying a new home. Selling our old one. Saying goodbye to the place we’d called home for over a decade. Saying hello to …
I wasn’t sure if it would ever happen in my lifetime, but here we are—the proud owners of a brand-new couch! People, I’ve lived on my own (aka, not with my parents) for about 12 years now, and in all that time, I have NEVER owned a new couch. For years, whatever apartment I …
The first holiday season that Matt and I were married, I remember being a little overwhelmed by all the people everywhere when we went to his huge family functions—I remember particularly that after our first Thanksgiving together, I had to escape outside and take an hour-long walk by myself in the snow to be free …
The longer you’re married to someone, the fewer surprises there tend to be, simply because you come to know the other person so well that you can often anticipate their next move, their daily routine, and even sometimes what they’re about to say. But one thing I’ve always loved about Matt is that he does …
As today (and the rest of this weekend, obviously) is going to be so busy with last-minute gift wrapping and meal prep and white-elephant-finding, I’m going to make this post short and sweet. I hope you and yours have a joyous Christmas holiday this weekend, and I hope you find some quiet moments to yourself …
I think sometimes people (myself included) forget that even though you might have an “easy” (or a “happy” or “good-natured”) child, that same child is still entitled to her fair share of hard moments, toddler meltdowns, and general whiny-ness. And that those moments are okay. They are normal. They are part of growing up. As …
Christmas with a baby– It’s like, to paraphrase Charles Dickens, “having…the lightest license of a child, and yet being [wo]man enough to know its value.” Our first Christmas with a baby was everything it ought to be–full of family, parties, gifts, giggles, and an occasional fussy fit or two when naptimes were ignored or pushed …
