it’s a crowded and cozy. perhaps thats the best kind of description for winter. the kids don’t get dressed for days, and i wear my robe like a bear wears its fur and extra fat. we stay in and snuggle until we stir and stir and start acting like bears with a bite. with no other choice we leave our den and do despearte things like taking toddlers to the mall, or kids to fancy restuarants we fancy. anything to get out, which usually results in us rushing right back in.
i never wish winter away before it comes. i welcome it. embrace it. appreciate it. it’s quaint. it’s quiet. it’s a covering of fresh white. until it’s dirty, half metled brown, bares all, crowded, and loud.
i find winter a time for warring with opposites.
this gorgeous dining room.
a fresh and freckled face with the perfect winged eye. i’ve got to get this skill down.
these words by martha graham. “it is not your business to determine how goot it is, nor how valuable, nor how it compares with other expressions. it is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly….”
chocolate sauce! this recipe is actually a healthy one with 3 ingredients. i’m doing a 3 day detox (major headaches!) and dreaming of chocolate. when i incorporate chocolate again, i’m thinking this is the way to go!
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what are you loving this week?
the other day, i put my grandma’s ring on; wiggled it around my finger. and, then found myself reaching for a pair of her earrings. the ones with the signature clasp that she always wore. my earrings have backs, hers circled around and met together. i’ve been known to adorn my ears with these earrings when life needed a little adorning. on days when i faced something big, or when weeks were facing me down. choosing those earrings was choosing courage, clasping it right on. i didn’t have to conjure up my own, i just rested in her reserves. my grandma was bold. bold when she spoke. it was a strength, and it was a weakness. that’s how they come, packaged together, usually.
well, poop was popular on instagram this week. a poop emoji pillow that is. who doesn’t like using the poop emoji every now and again. when my oldest saw that there was an actual plush version of this smiley poop, well, it went straight on her santa list. i admit, potty talk is popular in our house. just the usual, poop face, butt, booty variety. i’ve tried 9 long years to keep it at a minimum, but with 3 boys i think the odds are against me. i only have one brother, but it might as well have been three with the amount of times i heard poop this and poop while we were growing up. we even learned how to say a few potty words (poop, pee, fart, to be exact) in chinese from our neighbors. anyways, in case you like the pillow as much as we do ….
a few monts ago my home was featured on Style Me Pretty. before the photo shoot, i did a few updates throughout the house to spruce it up a bit. i thrifted, found a few things online, and did a little DIY. and, by little, i mean little, because i’ll be the first to admit that i am no DIY queen. i just dabble in it here and there, and admittedly only try if i have enlisted the help of someone craftier than me or . . .