A few days ago, I told you all about the snake…OK - the stick. Apparently that was just the rehearsal. So yes. It was not a snake.I overreacted.I do that sometimes. But never—never—in my wildest, most dramatic, slightly exaggerated imaginationdid I expect to be corrected that quickly. Today, hubby and I had just made it … Continue reading I Owe That Stick an Apology
Hubby and I are on a weekend trip with friends. Yes, I know. We are in the middle of managing two houses, packing one, moving into another, and generally living in a state best described as “controlled chaos.” So naturally…we ran away for the weekend to make life easier. Solid plan. No notes. It’s day … Continue reading Not Today Gravity
I came home from the lake yesterday to do the thing I’ve been avoiding for weeks. Pack the quilting room. Although calling it a room has always been a bit generous. This was never just a room.It was where things were made and where thoughts made sense. It was a fully operational textile ecosystem. Two … Continue reading It Was Never Just a Room
Last weekend, we helped Middle S’kiddle move into her first place. And just like that… our house got quieter in a way I wasn’t quite prepared for. Not empty.Not sad exactly. Just... different. What is a S’kiddle, you ask? Fair question. When my husband and I got married, we didn’t just bring two people into … Continue reading The Last S’kiddle Leaves the Nest
Y’all…it’s official. They have lost their doggone minds.Both. Of. Them. Completely. I heard them talking yesterdayabout leaving the lake houseand going back to the city house. Excuse me?? I was having an excellent time at the lake house.The weather was nice.The birds were active.The squirrels were bold.(A mistake on their part.) I had a full … Continue reading They Have Lost Their Doggone Minds Two Houses. Three People. Zero Good Decisions.
Third Act With Pattie 