Yesterday I posted a photograph of our plecanthrus going gang-busters, and a few of you asked about how our plants have fared with a toddler in the house. The short answer is that while Faye…
Nut milk. I don’t know me anymore, either.Just kidding. I’m not giving up on cow’s milk. I’m just widening my perspective on milk-like things and finding another excuse to eat hazelnuts and rich, creamy treats.Growing…
Last week, I was a having a distracted morning. Instead of doing my usual pre-work routine of reheating my cup of coffee while Faye and I built block towers, and made messes pouring water, and…
This past weekend, I detangled my necklaces for the last time. I thought you might like to know about it.In shifting our bedroom to the other room a few weeks ago, I lost the little hook on the…
Christmas is on Friday. And I have a hunch that some of you might be in the midst of wrapping presents. Or, at least, starting to gather together the gifts that you’ve slipped into various…
First a quick note to say message(s) received and rest assured: We have no intention of lighting our apartment on fire in the name of holiday cheer. In a prudent twist on my original plan…
Tip #136: Size your traditions to fit your space.I’ve written before about my philosophy on holiday decorating: Simple and spare and requiring only a shoe box’s worth of space in the closet for storage in the…
Nutella. Gianduja. Chocolate hazelnut spread. Delicious? Whatever you wanna call it, here it is.Some of you might have noticed my satisfying a recent craving for that childhood treat—or, depending on the continent and exposure…
You didn’t think I’d forgotten about you, did you? That in the midst of me reveling in the bright warm white of our freshly gussied up closet, that I’d neglected to spread the love?…
Here’s a closet, reimagined. Or, put plainly: repainted. Mostly, here’s proof that the smallest fixes are often the best ones. The finished project (sponsored by Benjamin Moore’s Natura paint—more on that, here) is a…