This is day 295. It was a last minute shot before I went to bed. You can tell. It is not a polaroid.
‘Roid Week sneaked up on me. I am packless. I am a little sad about it. But I can satisfy my need for instant fun by living vicariously through other members of the pool who do have film. 🙁
On the bright side, I did finally resolve my internal debate about sneaked vs. snuck.
It is exactly a year since I cast on, but I did finish my Campside shawl, by Alicia Plummer. You know what I’ll say next, things like “love”, lots of…
I have to get some things finished around here. So, instead of deep blog ponderings, I’ll do a practical mom thing and make a list. This one will be on…
I was so much more content to wear my brother’s old blue jeans than dresses straight off the set of Little House on the Prairie. My mother won on Sundays,…
I’m back from an East Texas Pineywood campout and my memory card is full of pretty. If our packing and planning lack focus (and they do; we literally throw things…
She was meant to be a lean huntress in the wild. But, in this neighborhood you just can’t have an inside/ outside cat, if you want it to live. …
I’m just going to be all over the place with this post. I’ve been laying around, sick with some kind of cold, without a voice, while doing a food/ caffeine…
