Unless you follow me on Twitter you might not know that for the past year I have been living car free. Last August when I had just started my little blog, I posted about my “Commuter Challenge”. Mister’s lease was coming up, and having a second car seemed a little extravagant. I was working and living centrally [...]
October 2009
There is a battle that takes place in our house every year, where lines are drawn and sides are taken. Come mid-October, Mister and I already sizing each other up. Finally one day he makes the announcement, “I’m going to the basement!” And so begins the seasonal decorating. Growing up, my family wasn’t big into the [...]
Hello Sparrows, This week I nearly wrote my wrists off so I could guest post for the wonderful Ev’Yan over at her advice blog, Ask Apricot. I tackled two questions for her, one from a girl worried about her boyfriend traveling with another girl and one from a college student who is having trouble leaving [...]
More than anything lately I have wanted to be home- not just at my house, but to be actively engaged in being home. I’ve been wanting to burrow up under blankets and sleep deeply, to roll out of bed to be greeted by coffee and honey glazed doughnuts just for the sake of decadence. I’ve [...]
I’m officially passing the two week mark of having a head cold that make me sound like Batman in the morning and leaves my head stuffed with cotton for the rest of the day- but I’m resolving to come back on Tuesday in Full Force. I have pictures of how my garden transformed from cute [...]
This weekend I: met my mom’s boyfriend’s family enjoyed myself, because blogging about things before they happen gives you superpowers that render you impervious to awkward ate cranberry sauce & stuffing wished I had a tofurkey, and planned to make one for Christmas watched the first snowfall of the year drift down onto the prairies [...]
Every year around this time of year, I start to brace myself. Against my will I start to get worried and anxious, because as much as I love the holidays, they’re never simple. My parents were divorced when I was 6 years old. I remember being really sad at the time, but after a little [...]
