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five finds friday (not five. but a couple.)
It’s Friday. That is all. Wait – there’s more. I don’t have five finds. I have three. I think. I’m all about keeping those expectations low lately. funny Any time my phone tries to transcribe voicemail messages it’s pretty ridiculous what it comes up with. But this attempt was especially bizarre ….. fashionable Well. Facebook has been trying to convince me for years to “SHOP NOW” and to “CLICK HERE” on advertisements for clothing and shoes. I don’t think I ever have. But I can’t say that any longer. This week I clicked through, drawn in like a moth to a flame. It…
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how my kitchen reminds me God sees me.
I’ve been extra sleepy and extra busy this week. Sometimes my brain says crazy things to me like, “Hey, didn’t you have more energy and less mid-afternoon sleepiness when you were on Whole 30?” And you know what I tell my brain when it says nonsense like that? “Pass me that creme brûlée donut, will you?” Kidding. Kind of. Not really. But seriously, it might be true and that’s just annoying. Sugar is delicious. And saying no to it is dumb. But that is not the point of this post at all. Does this post have a point? Eh. That’s debatable. But I do want to share with you…
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the weekend ramble (relaxing and thank you and chipped paint)
This weekend was actually what I wish for so many weekends to be — relaxing. It was decent amounts of productive and pleasurable, some one on one time with Bergen (he and I went to lunch together – he’s such good company), a dinner out celebrating with dear and precious friends, a vintage market, a game night with the kids, two mornings of sleeping in. There’s not another weekend like it on the books for a month or more. (And we’re hightailing it to holiday season so I might as well admit that there’s not another weekend like it scheduled until 2019). Which reminds me of this…
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Five Finds Friday (the best worst photo & a lot of Lauren Daigle)
I’ll keep saying it all the time. As many times as I want to. IT’S ALREADY THE END OF OCTOBER!!??! And I’ll use excessive exclamation marks if I feel like it too. Whatever. I guess I’m feeling a little sassy. Which is a silly word. Actually, it used to be my daughter Riley’s favorite word. What should we name this cat? Sassy. What are you going to name your new doll? Sassy. What do you wish your name was? Sassy. It’s Friday though, and it’s been a while – so maybe I can rally up five finds this week ….. funny We had rain tickets to…
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a stage, a microphone & no notes allowed
Last week I stood on a stage in front of a room filled (mostly) with strangers. There was a microphone and people who bought actual tickets with real money to see this event. But let me go back a little farther than last week. It was maybe two months ago. Ish? Six weeks? Through my work Instagram account I responded to a post by a local representative for the Greenville News looking for stories for an upcoming project. A conversation started and progressed and led to that microphone and me and no notes or paper on which to rely. Like so many situations in my life, I…
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the weekend ramble (I need a high five and you should see my darling dining room now)
I have ALL of the words. And NONE of the time. That’s just the way it is right now, more than ever, it seems. The list of blog post ideas fills a page – but the time to write here is increasingly harder to find. And I miss that. Writing out my thoughts, processing my life through this medium, is an important part of creating space in my head and heart to stay mostly sane despite the chaos of my days. I’m working on healthy balance and all that jazz, but it’s just a hard time to be managing the show here for five distinctly different humans and to…
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101 Doodle Definitions: A Timberdoodle Review
This is a sponsored post by Timberdoodle. All of the opinions are my own. __________________________________ This year our homeschool has been a bit more streamlined than it ever has before. Less fluid and more structured. Some this has to do with life circumstances. I need the schedule to be more predictable so I can arrange meetings and work hours around what is known and planned. Some of this has to do with the ages and grades of my children. Older students have greater demands on their school days, a larger amount of studying is required for say, Chemistry, versus a nature walk for a second grader. Some of…
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the weekend ramble (for a weekend that did anything but ramble)
This weekend hasn’t rambled at all. In fact, not an ounce of my life has been slow lately. Or quiet. Our house has been a cacophony of hammers and drills and walls coming down and decks going up and progress. It’s all very exciting and all very exhausting. I’m so grateful for the wide range of talents my friends have. And for their incredible generosity in sharing those talents with me and my family. Early on, my friend Hannah said she’d love to help me rebuild our deck when we moved in. I knew it would need repair before long and I really wanted a larger deck if possible.…
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accepting it with grace
I was lying in bed, reading a few chapters of The Book Thief before bed recently. Focusing on the words on the page seemed impossibly hard. And not because of poor lighting or minuscule print or the late hour. It was my eyes. At some point this past year I purchased some reading glasses and then only used them a few times. I knew right where they were. Maybe it was time to revisit the glasses again. Okay. Fine. I left my cozy covers and brought the glasses back. I put them on. And. Miracle of miracles. Shocking. They worked. The words appeared larger. Readable. Helpful. I could continue…
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The Weekend Ramble: coconut milk and screen time
It sure does not feel like autumn anywhere locally. I see photos of friends who live in Colorado and they are drinking hot cocoa and wearing their base layers already. Why do I live in the south anyway? (Bergen and I lament this weekly, at least.) Queen Tallulah is ridiculously teddy-bear adorable. And I don’t want to jinx our good fortune but we must have hit some sort of jackpot or something because she sleeps in her crate at night without whining. Dear old Ryder did NOT come to us in the same manner. Their big and littleness together though is too irresistible. The boys had a…
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instead of Five Finds Friday, there’s this . . . (but she’s cute)
We interrupt this regularly scheduled Five Finds Friday post to talk about a little something else that’s happening in our house this Friday. You know we love our dog Ryder. He’s a legit family member – all of his rug like self. He’s loyal and faithful and funny. He’s a smart guy who almost never poops in the yard but takes to the woods and he defends us and sleeps across the threshold to be certain no one can get to us without his knowing about it. He loves car rides (but only in theory). He wants to go everywhere with us but without a little peppermint or ginger,…
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break week !
When you take one giant portion off your plate, the whole load lightens up immeasurably. This is Break Week at Wildwood Halls of Ivy. It’s so much easier to get all the things done when all the things is a much shorter list. Which begs the question, why am I even doing school? No, not really. That’s not the actual question. At least not one I allow myself to ask currently. (Because I have already asked it, answered it and chosen my path for this year.) But whatever, break week is still great. This morning we could sleep in. Not that we did. Ryder let us know…
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A List of Things We’re Into Lately
Dried apples. Who knew they would suddenly taste so good and crispy? Turns out – on this Whole 30 journey – I miss chips. And popcorn. Crunchy things. I like food textures apparently and a carrot has a crunch but it still lacks something I like about a chip. Anyway. Currently dried apples are working out pretty well. But they cost more than chips. Lame. That Whole 30 Energy Boost Phase. A pleasant surprise – days 14, 15 and 16 have been all amped up. I feel like I can DO THINGS. Lots of things. Give me things to do – I’ll do them. Is this energy boost enough…
