… I am ridiculously, stupidly, profoundly grateful for: Pandora and my earphones.
Making Small Town Look Good.
Have I mentioned that I am extremely grateful for my house? I am. But, why am I grateful for this particular house?
Partly because of this bit of stained glass in my front door. When I walked through the big, slightly overgrown garden to look at the tiny cottage house I now call home, the first thing I spotted was this bit of glass. Normally I’m not a big fan of stained glass or roses but it immediately reminded me of one of my favorite books. This was my rose cottage where I could grow into whatever I was supposed to be from now on. That’s how I knew magic could happen here.
I wasn’t wrong.
On my last hike up to the mountain, I was pulling my camera out of my backpack when it slipped out of my hands and landed lens first on a rock. The clips that hold the lens onto the body shattered, making it impossible to keep the lens attached.
I may have cried a little.
I know this is a stock lens but it is the one I use every single day. It works for me. I like it. It likes me. We make beautiful pictures together. Since a new lens is WAY out of my budget this month, I went with the ghetto way out. When in doubt, grab the duct tape.
Hey- at least it was pretty duct tape.
These children, always with the wanting of dinner. EVERY night.
I like cooking when I feel like cooking. When I don’t? I feel like crying a river of salty tears every time I hear a small voice say, “Mama, what’s for dinner?”
I don’t know, child o’ mine. When are you going to learn I never know until it’s 6pm and I’m standing in front of the fridge?
Let me introduce you to my friends, my soul-sisters, and the sexiest Mamas on the planet. I love these girls.
It took me a long time to find them but it was worth the wait.
In this picture we’re hanging out in the Snack Shack on opening day of Little League. We’re working hard, in between hardly working.