…In Between I Drink…
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
… iced coffee.
I can’t pour a cup without hearing the lyrics to Black Coffee in my head, only with “iced” inserted for “black.”
This last weekend I finally convinced my daughter that shopping re-cycled is the most fun. Adam and I have been doing the Financial Peace thing to lower our cost of…
We took the kids trail riding over the weekend, squeezing the last few drops out of a thoroughly used up summer with an equally squeezed pocketbook. So, we loaded up…
Just kidding! I couldn’t help it. So 2022, right? Let’s talk #StashbustingTheNewYear with big blanket projects for using things up, what you’re stashbusting with, your oldest & moldiest stash, how…
Did you see it!?! For a few beautiful days I was the center of the universe… the knitting universe of Ravelry that is. Well, the Oud Tank I knit was,…
Has anyone heard this? I was in line at Barnes and Noble with more than I planned to buy, of course, the other day when I noticed a new Natalie…
I am a homemaker, and the home I make is in a small, sometimes cluttered, old house that we love. I found these photos of it before we moved in….