…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.”
Something…something got finished for the Summer Sweater Knit-Along through all of this vacation, then hurricane, craziness. I didn’t think it would happen when I had to frog my Heritage, but…
Like I said, this year it’s low maintenance photography. (Grandmommy’s kitchen, day 1) (my kitchen, day 2) (new bath tile, day 3) (desk organizers, day 4) Being a new…
My contribution to Spring Colorours Week 2010. I joined the group late, but enjoyed rummaging through the photos on my computer for half of the color themes.
This is a visual break from winter. That’s handy because it’s also some photos that I forgot to post in this seemingly never-ending project. day 284 day 338
I am also my son’s school project assistant, my daughter’s semi- conscious chauffeur, and family party planner and head chef. (365 Days 266-269) All very satisfying distractions.